in dreamland my traveling head goes north
to the base of her
  and sits until
    the levity occurs
out of my roots connected to the fallen fir floor blanketing tree veins
it rushes red and gleaming into my leafy green heart
and insists that I rise
up up
until the night sky lights in rapturous wonder
and my body is in it but still connected to the earth

immersed in a bounding uncontainable and spreading feeling
I renew my vow to beautiful North and her forever winter