Collectors of Life
Beacons of energy
Earthen antennas of
Spirit and personality
Ancient mysteries
And hidden wisdom
A gathering of relatives
A soulful congregation
Collectors of Life
Beacons of energy
Earthen antennas of
Spirit and personality
Ancient mysteries
And hidden wisdom
A gathering of relatives
A soulful congregation
Give me tall trees instead of tall buildings,
Unruly undergrowth instead of urban sprawl —
Let me get lost in the forest,
And I’ll find my way to the center of my soul.
I am in love
with salt and petals
gravel and clouds.
A galaxy of miracles
Brings us together.
Gravity pulls like rip tides in my veins
To swirl amongst your forests and fish —
A child of your mist.
Like the first warm rays
After winter
Like a drink of clear water
After thirst
I feel you there; I see you
Alive
Within my heartspace
Give me the faith of seeds in winter
Lend me the strength of the earth’s molten core
Help me to trust that your good rains down
And fills my spirit with a deep reservoir
I’ll follow you
into the forest of mist
Where our imaginations
will inhale low-hanging clouds
And become full
with life-giving dew.