Talking to the animals, the plants, the Nature that holds our nature, we feel beauty and implicitly accept Nature’s gift of life. Listen and feel the coyote’s breath, the hummingbird’s touch, and the warblers’ joy. 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.