Truth

My roots are earth
Muddy river and honeysuckle
My roots are earth
Muddy river and honeysuckle
My roots are earth
Muddy river and honeysuckle
Sturdy and rigid
Like farmhouse planks

I shared a sisterhood
With the amber grasses
My dreams climbed endlessly
Like the kudzu in July (like the kudzu in July)
I shared a sisterhood
With the amber grasses
My dreams climbed endlessly
No fear in sight

In nature, in naive youth
All the forest was possible
All the pasture was my home
My mother told me I was beautiful
And I believed her then
Why shouldn't I?

There is no doubt in a pond
Insecurity does not grow in a meadow
It will not sprout beneath the southern pines

It is planted by the boys on the school bus
Tended by the words of small minds
And words may wound you
But are they true?

You are beautiful, you are enough
You must believe in that
Believe the truth

My roots are earth
Muddy river and honeysuckle
My roots are beautiful
My roots are strong