The curious caterpillar tree

Twisting gnarl and reach-tipped tree;
far-floating sway in a cloud-swept sea.
Tendrils tremble like angel hair threads;
wriggling beings squirm at their ends.

Sprung up I rest ‘neath this caterpillar tree,
swaying with it as if the wind were swaying me.
Slow as sad time, they smoothen down,
and touch ‘pon me: a caterpillar crown.

Written by: Marine Graaff