Bringing us Home

What I have to share

is the white barked moonlit tree

bathing in rays

the bubbling spring

fresh green moss

rotting logs and moths

a habitat for fungi, snails

and microorganisms in the earth

the foundational feeling

when soul connects to soil

and we breathe a sigh

of presence in this organic

balance of elements

our bodies know

bringing us home

again and again

in taste and smell and hearing

the caress of air on skin

sharing with us

instinctual

magic of the holy