Listen for meaning and mood
as wind rustles dry grass
and mice rattle seed-heads.
Understand the beat of wings;
dawn geese rise
from mist-laden pond.
Mind
listening to coyote song
and owl speech
will sprout
softly velvet new antlers
or become
a chambered nautilus.
Now land will sculpt mind
as water carves
sandstone canyons.
Know the way out
is the way in:
retrace recent steps
return to
where-we-went-wrong
make reparations
so our words
our stories
can return to
the great conversation
among elements
and beings.
Together as one
we will sing the world alive.
Again.
From my book of earth poems, A Litany of Wild Graces ~ Meditations on Sacred Ecology
Forward Wild Graces to a friend
There they’ll find Nesting Circles of Belonging ~ Family, Nature and Cosmos.
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