Wild Lands
Dust was drifting ‘round the wheels of her car
In the desert heat looking for mesquite
After bundling it up it wasn’t very far
Until new grass betrayed the spring for which we made.
Perched upon the lips of gladness, we arrived.
Upon that thorny branch we set a flame to dance
And on hot coals we fried tortillas when the fire died.
Our sacred evening toke in sweet spirals of smoke.
In turquoise water flashing fish were darting by
Dancing in between the shadow and the light
Cast by mighty trunk reflections of the great trees
Some of them a thousand years wise from what they’d seen.
We raised the tent and took a stroll
Along stream’s flow, we were barely clothed
And as the plenty of that place filled my soul
Her breeze whispered, “Love please remember what of mine
You must take home, please take it home.”
Listen to it in the heartbeat in your hand
Earthmind urges us to stand
And foment the re-entwining of our wild lands
Peaks afar, depths within.
Mist of ancients settles on a little town
Up in green mountain climbs nestled ‘midst the pines.
Every season scattered across the mossy forest ground
Arrives for weeks in flush a being who teaches us.
As we climbed the narrow streets still slick with morning rain
The nodding fronds of plants knew just why we came.
And so they led us to a woman with eyes deep and bright
Who sold us star children wrapped in a banana leaf tight.
The children opened up the gates to higher ground,
My mind split asunder, held in awe at the wonder.
And as the night rain drummed a rhythm on our roof of tin
The pulsing waterfalls of wisdom spoke to me, and me, I listened.
“Open your heart, take a stroll along earth’s flow.
It’s time you know that you are not separate from the elder soul
And her destruction it must be countered
So keep this sacred promise to her.”
Listen to it in the heartbeat in your hand
Earthmind urges us to stand
And foment the re-entwining of our wild lands
Peaks afar, depths within.