Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Secrets

A morning sun rises above the treetops
And I sit
A glass-like lake reveals no secrets

A swarm of insects feed the fish
Jumping and writhing
In the shallows of my heart


I hear the call of songbirds on the wing
And I smile
For all there is

Today

My fingers trace her face
With light touch and care
Her dry skin awaiting rain

I place my fingers against hers
And I feel the warmth of sunlight
Sink into flesh and stone

I breathe in her scents
A feast for the spirit
And my mouth goes dry

Spirits of the Earth
Mighty and Ancient
Rise to the sky from her back

A wind blows across my face
And all is right
In this world

(From 2003)

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