She dives into a pool
brings back the red stone of the west
it is a smaller version of the red earth egg
that finds and returns with me.
He is followed by the woodpecker
I am followed by the sunbird
I lie on the rock and wonder
about the start of the stream
it is close, I could go find it –
I know I don’t need to
She follows the stream in search of its origin…
She steps over many puddles and seeps
finding their way onto the land…
there is no Source
only the coming together of the many
small starts giving birth to the collective
THIS IS HOW WE KEEP LIVING
He is done with the serious business of the sacred
he laughs
the rock laughs
she laughs
Pan and the wolf implore and laugh
as they dance wildly around the fire in the forest
We laugh until our bellies ache
coyote drinks his fill
and smiles
We see Orion rise
thousands of miles apart
We fall in love again
We fall in love with the land
We step into the unknown
and find intimacy waiting patiently
land as lover
a shared love beyond possession
We all speak with the bees
We all cry with the machines
We all pause
and grieve
and despair
and rage
We come up for air
our broken hearts
assured and held
by the love of the Earth Mother
We listen and weave
We are transformed
The earth listens and weaves
Everything is always changing…
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