A Litany of Wild Graces

Belonging

Turning Inward

 

We have passed the equinox and are firmly on the journey of Samhain, moving toward the darkest night.  Honoring this inward turning of the light, we too turn within.  It is typical in our current mythology to imagine this inward passage as moving away from the earth toward transcendence, a distant, detached sacredness.  But perhaps we can return to our more ancient sensibilities.  Just beneath our skin we find earth elements pulsing, breathing, flowing into us and moving onward through our pores and breath, bringing our blessings outward for our families and more than human cousins. We find the Sacred lives, moves, and expresses Her being within the sacredness of our body and the body of the earth.  This poem explores ways to turn inward and remain in breath-by-breath communion with all life. To finally discover we come from and belong within divine immanence.

 

Belonging

 

Plant medicine flows in our blood.

Our brains mirror Pliocene acacias

we have lived beneath.

 

Language leaps

through human synapses. 

Intelligence moves

through phloem and xylem.

 

I lean into the beech

resting against its

cool smooth skin.

Once I felt the sap

rising in subtle waves

pulsing against my forehead

pressed into its trunk.

 

I walk in forest’s light.

Plant remedies in my veins

surge in recognition

of living relatives,

foliate beings I brush against.

A celebration ensues;

blood and sap are hoop-dancers

whirling in autumn light.

 

Find starlight glinting in the mind

sunlight radiant in the heart. 

Fireflies flicker in each cell

as electrons jump orbital loops. 

 

Inhale lambent plant-light

 through the skin,

its lustrous telluric glow. 

Exhale radiant cosmic light

from the heart,

incandescent lucent beams.

 

These two,

terrestrial and empyrean:

 

light upon light,

they choreograph

resonant spheres

within the body

 and shine

into invisible worlds.

 

We are wedded light.

Walk a sacred circle.

Nest in fields of belonging.

 

 

From my book of poems A Litany of Wild Graces

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Reflections on Balance at the Still-Point of Equinox

Equinox as the Balance Point in Outer Nature

And

 Inner Landscapes

 

We come again now to the Autumn Equinox. The revered Greek goddess Gaia is the protector and nurturer of all living beings and the land that sustains them. As the Earth Mother, she reigns supreme and presides over the culmination of the bountiful harvest. Harvest Festivals complete with overflowing feasts, singing, parades, traditional dances, ritual and ceremony proliferate the world over.  To mention only a few: Sukkot in the Judaic tradition, the Rice Harvest festival in Hindu culture, the Moon Festival featuring moon cake delicacies in Taiwan and China, the Yam festival of the Ewe people in Ghana, and Thanksgiving here in North America.

 

There are only two times of year when the Earth's axis is tilted neither toward nor away from the sun, resulting in Balance: a nearly equal amount of daylight and darkness at all latitudes. At this time of balance in the natural world, we are called to examine the balance of opposites within our inner landscapes:

 

Is my life well-balanced between work and rest?

Between a busy social calendar and quiet home-time with family?

Between work indoors and rejuvenation in nature’s healing rhythms?

Between screen time and human time?

Between outer responsibilities and inner yearnings? 

 

Twenty-first century culture does not foster the capacity to live in balance life, whether in the exterior world or interior spheres.  Work obligations follow us home in the computer case, while time for rest and contemplation is interrupted by the incessant ping of our phones.  How do we practice balance in the midst of such obstacles?  Self-care is a beginning step.  Click on this link to learn Heart-Breathing, a simple self-care tool that travels with you wherever you go, and can be practiced with eyes open and in the midst of life.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6nr63KQzZrY

 

 Self-awareness and self-compassion are the foundational steps toward self-care.  A well-cared-for Self creates a strong, flexible footing for sensitive awareness and responsiveness as we care for our families and other realms of life. If you practice meditation you are familiar with the deep sense of self-care it offers, and the Heart Breathing you learned in the video above, is simplicity itself. Self- care is the basis of care for others and care for life itself.  Remember what the flight attendant tells us on every flight: Put on your own oxygen mask before helping others.

 

We offer our best selves to the world when we strive toward compassion, and this always begins with self-compassion.  We do this by working with intention, time, space, and form.

 

  1. First make a clear and focused intention to practice self-care.

2. Then make time: choose a time of day that you can consistently turn toward self-care.  If you are lucky this time may be on the meditation cushion, but if you are like many of us, you will find moments-between when three conscious breaths are sustenance.

-3. -Make space: will this be indoors or outdoors, in the kitchen or the garden….

4. Decide a form: will you choose to consciously breathe, walk, cook, garden….? Thich Nhat Hanh, the Vietnamese monk and world teacher shows us that simple acts like walking, cooking and even hugging are valuable moments to practice presence.

We make an inner intention and then arrange our outer life to support this inner striving.

 

 In his straightforward, beautiful book, How God Changes Your Brain, neuroscientist Andrew Newberg says, according to his research and that of others, to increase a felt-experience of self-compassion and peace through the activation of the anterior cingulate (the angel lobes): 

 

“Simply focus on compassion or an image of peace as you breathe deeply and relax. Hold this thought for twelve minutes each day and in a matter of a few months you’ll begin to build and strengthen new neural circuits of compassion.... To establish empathy and serenity you simply need to absorb yourself in memories associated with the feelings of kindness and love. If you consciously interrupt pessimistic thoughts and feelings with optimistic beliefs . . . you will stimulate your anterior cingulate, your “angel lobes.” Fear, anxiety, and irritability will decrease and a sense of peacefulness will slowly take its place. It is a simple seesaw effect. Love goes up and fear goes down. Anger goes up and compassion goes down. The choice is entirely yours”.

 

The choice is wholly ours: We can choose self-care and thereby make new neural pathways of compassion. Three interconnecting principles that can be distilled from most of the world’s spiritual practices are Intention, Relaxation, and Awareness. These can be a foundation for us as we explore self-care. Let’s look at a few activities that we do every day and imagine what our family or classroom life can be when we bring intention, relaxation, and awareness to them.

 

Simple activities in which we practice Intention, Relaxation, and Awareness:

 

Walking: It is rare to walk with awareness; usually our thoughts run out ahead of us. Think of at least one time each day you can slow your pace, relax, listen to the rhythm of your footsteps, and become present in your body. Choose a time ~ maybe as you walk to the mailbox ~ and bring awareness and relaxation to your gait. Sometimes you will remember, sometimes not. When you do remember, let yourself feel the reward of pleasure and goodness as you practice being aware and relaxed in a human body.

 

Cooking: After a long day, preparing the evening meal can be stressful. Slow your pace and turn your attention to the lovely food in front of you. Slowly chop red peppers, breathe in their tang and the deep sweetness of the carrots. Listen to the sizzle of the onions and garlic cooking on the stove. Choose one meal that you prepare each day, and bring yourself to awareness and relaxation.

 

Cleaning: Try cleaning with gratitude instead of grim determination. I can hear you laughing as you read this; try it, please! Ready yourself with a song. Hum a few rounds of a soothing song.  Remind yourself of gratitude-- maybe not necessarily for the chore, but for your family, your life full of those you love, for laughter and the nights you sleep well, and yes, even for all the mess this circle of love creates. This is a wonderful way to experience the miracle of inner speech—gently prod yourself toward gratitude; sing and feel a little smile forming; feel your heart growing brighter and the load lighter. Sometimes I laugh at myself for being led toward happiness so easily.

 

Breathing, Walking, Cooking, Cleaning

These are simple activities that we do every day of our life. They are opportunities to devote twelve minutes to care for our self while caring for our family. It is our consciousness alone—the use of our heart and the prefrontal cortex ~ the angel lobes ~ that determines the quality of these everyday events. We can aim for the stars; we can guide ourself toward high ideals right in the middle of a very commonplace ordinary day. Amid good food and daily chores, stories and homework, we can build a new future. We do it right here, exactly where we are One Breath at a Time.

 

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Summer Slowly Departs

Summer slowly departs; cicadas’ rhythmic thrum is fading. The bright crisp choir of crickets’ song accompanies us through early autumn days.  Forest’s light ~ always filtered by the swell of foliate waves ~ saturates every sense.  We are dazzled by this light whose meaning is refracted and articulated with each step.

 This earth-meaning originates within the body of earth Herself. It precedes constructs of the human mind…is delivered through the intelligence of sound, vision, scent, touch. Step outside the door with me and walk into Original Essence.

 

Meaning radiates,

inherent in particle,

wave, chemical collaboration.

This gift is grace that

holds me unceasingly in its thrall.

Each day my heart asks

what is the meaning of

  galaxies of wildflowers

shining in emerald orbit;

landscapes printed into lavender

            turkey-tail mushrooms;

pebbles radiant in evening light;

wine berry’s barb,

wood thrush’s flute?

what does black fly show me

washing her front legs as carefully

as I brush my hair?

 

I listen, while White Branch Creek explains,

uttering psalms through Paleozoic ferns,

then turn to the nations of birds;

the chorus of goldfinches

in treetop aviaries, who

repeat their infinite canon.

 

I ask the breezes who rustle

ever-responsive leaves

            slender wild cherry

            beech’s pleated skirts

            red bud’s green heart

“What news? 

Of what seagoing affairs

do you tell

with your plankton-born air?”

 

Sight, sound, touch, smell

usher the living earth

directly inside my skin.

They are living transformations.

Chrysalides within my soul

they return to life’s primordial ooze,

evolve gossamer wings,

and I arise into sacred meaning.

 

From my book A Litany of Wild Graces ~ Meditation on Sacred Ecology

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This last month has brought an unexpected journey into my life: my Face Book and Instagram accounts were hacked and I have spent many hours and dollars righting the wrong. Living in those technological trenches, with daily explosions landing close-by, gave me hours to contemplate not only repair of the current situation, but how to move forward.

 

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 A journey of reunion with the living earth.

Explore outer terrain and inner landscapes with me.

 

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“Over the millennia humans have learned tangible ways of fostering relationship with each other and the more-than-human world.  Our lives were spent observing the myriad ways plants, insects, birds, and other animals communicate. The gifts of song, movement, breath and blessing are lessons humans have learned from our other-than-human kin. I call these ways of communicating technologies of relationship. We will employ these technologies ~ these embodied languages ~ here within Rewilding the Human Heart.

 

Song is earth’s first language, articulated by wind in treetops; by water rushing over stones and dropping into clear pools; by birdsong at dawn, autumn crickets, geese flying in formation; by coyote whom we call the song dog and vixen’s song of love. Like our ancient ancestors around the fire at the cave’s edge, we too can discover the magic of song as we embed ourselves more deeply into our own immediate pocket of the emerald earth. As we walk our favorite trail or sit in the twilit back yard, allow song to arise from your listening heart.  Offer this simple song as a gift to these other-than-human relatives who surround you.

 

Movement, like song, is a primal language spoken by countless beings.  Certainly, we humans speak through movement too.  Neuroscience, as well as our own experience, shows that rhythmic, continuous movement soothes the soul.  Outer harmonious movements bring harmony to interior body rhythms; here we find comfort and rest. Dance has spoken volumes since the dawn of creation. Think of the bird-of-paradise’s elegant courting dance or the playful grooming, chasing, bumping and tumbling of coyote mates. David Abram, the celebrated cultural ecologist and geophilosopher, encourages us to dance with the wild, a depth ecology movement and arts practice which he calls Place Dancing.  As we settle more deeply into relationship with our earth-elders, let’s playfully move the way they do.  Stand up and allow the breezes to ruffle your hair, spread your wings and feel the lift of wind, feel that your bones are filled with air.”

 

 

I will continue to send you this blog from the Wild Graces website ~ to share with you images, poems and inspirations.  My intention in Rewilding the Human Heart is to explore more hands-on, embodied ways to deepen our relationships with the Elements of Earth, Water, Fire, Air and Ether as well as the Realms of Nature ~ Mineral, Plant, Animal, Human and Unseen Beings. We will put into practice many artistic, ritualistic and celebratory ways to give honor and thanks.  Please join me and invite your friends to enjoy the festivities!

 

With Delight, Sharifa

 

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Deepening Kinship with Nature

 

 What is the difference between nature appreciation and deep relationship with our more-than-human relations?  Here are clues: Court the poplar Woo the waters… Propose to crickets… Wed earth’s timeless round.  To spend the month of July rewilding your own human heart click this link and join me in ancient ceremonies of Nature Worship. Classes begin soon!

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Pursuit

 April

   Court the poplar

   at water’s confluence:

  Speak the original language

            song, prayer, offerings

            wrapped in leaves

 

    Listen to arboreal speech.

     Slip inside the bark

     veins become phloem.

  Woman inside the wood

enchanted

is a wind harp

 July 

   Woo the waters:

Fingers trail amid

            crayfish

minnows

            flat green stones.

  Caress sand and silt;

they are twin sisters

  Star shine glitters in

               pre-eternal sand.

               Carbon’s combustive cycle

               deposits silk-spun silt.

 Electromagnetic signatures

are written in an elegant hand

  sand: tourmaline, jasper

  silt:   nitrogen, hydrogen

 October

  Propose to crickets:

  Their song pulses

            on a heartbeat

            echoes in cochlear spirals

            steadies the breath.

  Crickets are winter’s Persephone.

Too soon gone,

they grace the underworld.

 January

   Wed earth’s timeless round

  January’s silence cries

till frozen crystals fall

from opaque skies

 

and cardinals shine

as drops of blood

on a bridal hillside.

 

Poem from my book A Litany of Wild Graces

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REWILDING THE HUMAN HEART

 

 

Come Rewild Your Heart With Me!

 

Would you like to deepen your Kinship with Nature and rewild your own heart?  Would you like to share this with your family as well?  Join me as I teach a five-week Kinship with Nature course through LifeWays during July!  This course is designed for all adults, yet includes an added focus on family. We’ll explore earth, water, fire, air, minerals, plants, animals and the invisible worlds.   We will be engaged with song, movement, stories, breathwork, scientific understandings, Jungian explorations, inner inquiry, hands-on activities and more. I hope you will join me!  For more info and to register: https://lifewaysnorthamerica.org/workshops_training/kinship-with-nature-is-a-family-affair/

 

Here are thoughts to inspire your participation.  The following is from my blog a few years ago:

 

“Today the children and I returned to the garden playground!  Last autumn, after the Harvest Festival, the children and their parents came to school for a Saturday picnic, to “put the garden to bed”.  But now in the spring we return to the garden, the song of the stream and the graceful poplars that shade us.

 

It is such a gift to teach these young souls, here in the generous arms of Nature.  The children develop intimate relations with the insect and animal world, from the army of worms they unearth ~ and re-earth ~ to the song of the wood-thrush they hear and the footprints of the raccoon in the mud beside the creek.

 

Original peoples pray by intoning “All My Relations.”  The children, also, talk of the great family of Nature: our best friends the Rain Fairies, their mother The Grandmother Rain Cloud,  Brother Wind, Father Sun, Mother Earth.  These children have the foundation laid for a life lived experiencing humanity as part of a great seamless Unified Being.  This is preparation for the only future we can sustain.  This is our one hope, and they bring their up- springing joy to it!”

 

And here is a bit of science: You, the adult, are crucial to the child’s Nature Connection:

 

“Researchers analyzed data from children and their parent/guardian to investigate factors associated with children’s nature connectedness. Of all variables considered, including frequency of nature visits, an adult with high nature connectedness in the same household was the strongest predictor of children’s nature connectedness. The study highlights the vital role parents/guardians play in nurturing children’s nature connectedness and calls for policies and programs that support nature connectedness among adults who are influential in children’s lives.

 

A study investigating the role of early childhood educators in outdoor learning considered how teachers in Norway engaged young children in foraging and gardening activities. Researchers found that teachers’ roles centered upon leading with enthusiasm and curiosity, following children’s interests and encouraging exploration. Teachers’ own engagement and enthusiasm for adventurous outdoor experiences inspired children’s engagement and enthusiasm. The research affirms that teachers are important role models in engaging children in nature-based learning.[i]

 

Come experience the difference between nature appreciation, which can involve distanced concepts, and a deep “skin to skin” relationship with our other than human siblings.

 

I hope to take this journey with you!

 

With Green Blessings,

Sharifa


[i] https://www.childrenandnature.org/resources/research-digest-nature-mentors-and-role-models/

 

Animalia

 

It is an early spring this year. Crocuses and daffodils bloom in the chill mornings while forsythia buds swell; they are yellow flags in the warm late afternoon sun.  Bluebirds inspect their house beside the rose arbor and goldfinches empty the feeders by midafternoon.  Today a sparrow and I entered a poignant conversation between bodies.  Tentative, trusting, waiting, hoping….

 

I.

She hears a small thud

against the window.

Sparrow huddles,

breath coming fast,

blinks as the woman

bends to hold her.

 

No flutter of wings

quieter still

inside the basket.

The woman pulls

soft flannel close

steps back inside.

 

II.

Forest animals

she bows to by day

return to her

under moonlight. 

They inhabit her dreams

 

            She holds a wedding

            bouquet of living snakes

           

            Bees deposit honey

            into her lap

 

            Birdsong becomes

            elixir in a crystal vial

 

            A stag with diamond antlers

            stands in shallow creek water

 

Her house of dreams

is a living bestiary

herds, packs, flocks, schools

species, times, seasons, eons

are waves on the sea

rising, merging, rearranging

patterns of furred, finned

 feathered bodies

surfacing and receding

 

III.

When humans stood to walk

face forward, gaze level

the underside

~ belly, womb, heart ~

were exposed

vulnerable for the first time.

 

Rolling over

wolves submit

with a lowered head

tail tucked

underbelly soft and visible.

 

The woman rounds

her body, bends low

forehead on the ground

to bow bare

before the Sacred.

 

IV.

One sparrow

the weight of feathers

and a heartbeat

launches into flight

from a basket rim.

 

From my book A Litany of Wild Graces: Meditations on Sacred Ecology.  For Nature Inspirations to arrive in your inbox, scroll down to Subscribe.  And click on the Books tab to order your own copy.

 

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Become New Again


 

Now it is the time of Imbolc, an ancient Celtic feast that celebrates new life stirring underground. As seeds roll over in their winter sleep it is incumbent upon us as well, to awaken to our highest human ideals.  In these pre-springtime days let’s feel- into the crucial question “who can we become,” as a solution to our global crisis?  The earth is calling us to become new again!  

 

Importantly, it is not simply what we do, but also who we are as we act.  Let us learn new and ancient ways of being human, in right relationship with all life.  This consciousness will arc out in resonant fields and work in conjunction with all the good actions that must be done.

Together let’s pick up the primordial thread of Oneness and ~ through meditations, dreams, ceremony, through honor and gratitude ~ explore our biological-spiritual roots in the cosmos.   Let’s carry this thread of the sacred into the future.  We do this for our children, our children’s children and to the seventh generation.  

 

We bring with us not only the traditional wisdom regained through right relationship with all our fellow earthlings, but also the rich treasures our new science offers.  The ancient knowledge and new science converge at this time as a fresh chapter arising within the very old love story of earth and cosmos.  In collaboration with Gaia, we can help speak wholeness into being.

 

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Only Love is Strong Enough

Only Love is Strong Enough

 

We walk into a New Year which is filled with the terrors created by the prevailing Story of Domination and Exploitation.  Yet the very ancient seeds of healing and wholeness, which have lain dormant for centuries, are stirring underground.  These ever-new, ever-eternal energies are too subtle to be caught in the web, the glare of news media and social media….yet they are powerfully awakening and a chorus of voices is singing this new birth into being.

 

“Wild, uninhibited love is the single force powerful enough to send us head over heels, out of our minds and into our bodies; to bring us home to our senses. The enchantments of the senses ~ the same magic used by the flower who seduces a honey bee to carry pollen for his petalled love ~ hope to entice you to love the world in ways you have forgotten.  Carry this breath of devotion into the world….

 

To become bellows

that blow the spark of love,

kindling human hearts.

 

To set ablaze a love-fire

that burns out dead wood

~ domination, greed, exploitation ~

and leaves fertilizing ash.

 

To impregnate minds,

and midwife the birthing

of the new

 

To love the world is to walk the path of restoration and regeneration: a radical new-and-ancient relationship that sustains the one-being we have always been.   And now we become again.” **

 

Let’s begin the New Year with Martin Shaw’s words ringing in our hearts:

“What we need is a great, powerful, tremulous falling back in love with our old, ancient, primordial Beloved, which is the Earth herself.”

 

 With Love, Sharifa

 ** From my book A Litany of Wild Graces; click on the Books tab to order.

New Year Wishes

Winter Forest

It is quiet and slow in the winter forest, at the dawn of this New Year.  Stop and breathe for a moment.  Join me as I walk the Winter Labyrinth; she is wearing her subtle colors and the song of the wind is low, sweet. I pause, reach down and….

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Winter ~ Slow ~ Quiet

 

In winter dawn’s pure

shadowless light

            mountain’s north face

shapes emerge, recede.

Her slow pace stops

she bends

holds in her palm

the smooth

flat hip bone

            last winter’s venison

weathered to a richly

embroidered surface.

 

She sees synaptic deltas

of her mind

reflected in bone’s

fractalline calcium terrain.

Fingertips trace

its ivory in

ever repeating

diminishing

patterns.

She gazes soft, open.

Its infinite living form

refracts outward

visible in forest’s

fine tapestry

            stone, mycelium, bark

 

Her branching

veins, arteries

are reiterated

in bare winter’s

intricate, eloquent limbs

in reindeer moss

etched by crystals of frost

and velvet lichen

grown chocolate brown

on walnut trunk’s

north side.

We honor the Animal Realm, as we approach Solstice.


#15 As we approach Solstice, this week we honor the Animal Realm.

A medieval principle of kinship invites us to imagine that all of nature….as well as we humans, feels rising anticipation for the return of the light. In the time preceding Solstice, week by week, each of the realms is honored and recognized as kin. In this vein, I offer you ~ week by week ~ a poem honoring mineral, plant, animal and human. These are from my book A Litany of Wild Graces. Click on the Books tab to order!

Animal

Wide cretaceous wingspan
heron descends in majesty
steps high
with ancient grace
through autumn’s garden stream.
Cool intense gaze
studies creek-bank
stream bed
plucks a
crayfish midstream
an elegant Asian woman
she reaches with chopsticks
to extract a plump water chestnut.
Woman moored at the window
a slight quiver trembles between
shoulder blades
as bird ascends
cruising
with slow deep wing beats.

Coyote prints in mud
bear scat amid birdseed
possum’s marsupial parenthood:
we bow to
their warm blood
salute the sun-being
who walks across
his blue arch
raying out beneficence
generosity.
The father of all incandescence
brings light
by the gift of fire.
Our limbs are warm
hearts ablaze
free.

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Nature's realms, and we humans, settle-in during mid-winter. We all wait for the Solstice.

A medieval principle of kinship invites us to imagine that all of nature….as well as we humans here in the temperate northern hemisphere…. is settled deeply into midwinter. As we wait, we feel rising anticipation for the return of the light and the coming of springtime warmth. In the time preceding Solstice, week by week, each of the realms is honored and recognized as kin, as we wait together. In this vein, I offer you ~ week by week ~ a poem honoring mineral, plant, animal and human. These are from my book A Litany of Wild Graces. If you’d like to hear these poems, go to the Sacred Earth Thread’s videos. If you have young children, look for stories of the realms of nature on the Family Life Thread ‘s videos. I hope these offerings bring you warmth and light.

Mineral

Minerals are stardust
coalesced in deep space

messengers of light

shot from Sagittarius’ bow.

Luminous arrows travel

through a new sun’s orbit.

Pulled by love’s gravity
they shape the intelligence of light

into Appalachia’s igneous core.

Electromagnetic signatures ray invisibly

from caves’ palpable dark.

Woman-in-mountain is our sister

breasts twin peaks
waist a deep valley
hips rising smooth

long thigh bone a treeless ridge.

Her timeless gaze
illumines evening’s blue ridge.

Her minerals tumble
through our blood
like stones
carried in highland freshets

come to rest for a time
in our shoulder blades, ribs

then flow on
to nourish sacred ground.