Listening to animals, plants, the Nature that holds our nature, we feel beauty, implicitly accepting Nature’s gift of life. Listen, feel the coyote’s gaze, the hummingbird’s touch, even the joy of the warblers. Healing.
This word, now twice
It is a bother.
Has no manners.
Kissing me delirious, proof we are still young
This home that loved us all my family, friends and me still lives on that desert hill.
No sense in resisting, you will be disavowed
Just toss in a word and follow it follow the crowd.
bloom and show their gift
Shaming grace to crawl those final bloody miles.