spirit walker
between the trees
amongst the thistle
with due respect for the small and powerful
mushrooms and moss
under the light of the moon
with friend at side
the silence
and the hoot of an owl
amidst the stillness
we cracked the mini ice ponds
with thrown rocks dislodged from the frozen mud -
Kali at the helm.
last night how I gazed at Mars from my bed
tonight I gazed at her from the forest -
an assuring warmth the red planet so near,
its orbit greater than ours, like a kind, older sibling.
i believe
that cosmic space beings are using Mars
as their operative outpost
for an intervention mission on Earth.
Mars,
and the waterfall at the side of the road
are two of life’s many beautiful things,
its joy
precisely proportional to
the time we take to experience it.
i am no stranger to love,
yet each day brings new blessings
and in my heart I know
that the logging trucks, financial institutions and prison complexes
will dissolve at dawn.