A Lattice for You

For Paige

Myself a lattice.
Rigid, unchanged against cascades and shadows cast.
Material, a recollection of forests, past.

Sproutling,
Stirs gently at my base,
Her shape yet above.

I am not sun,
nor rain,
But humble patchwork.

Left for you to discover.
wind, wrap,
explore,
perhaps
make me into something
more.