Selected Poems

Embrace

In the cool embrace of the mountain
	my dry thoughts become rhododendrons.
In the green light of the forest
	my skeleton becomes a dragonfly.
In the cataclysm of the waterfall
	my voice becomes the emptiness of the clear pool.

The gift of the earth
	mother of all living
Is to steal all that I am not
	and return me to the small thing that I am:
A root, a stone, a tumbling stream
	where all life may drink. 
Here is the heartbeat of belonging 
	and the birth of separation 
The water of forgiveness
	and the clarity of wonder.
What more can I be
	than this song I always was?

(published in Pegasus)