I'm beech body ready!

- my feet stand firm on the ground

- roots emerge from my toes and burrow deep into the soil and rock, tapping into the wellsprings of the world

- branches erupt from my body, as twigs and leaves shoot from my fingertips

- a majestic canopy sprouts from my head, soaring high above the forest and glorifying the sun above

- my skin morphs into bark, with only knots and swirls hinting at where my face once was

- my name passes out of memory