in a world all full of wonder
in something so much older
and wiser and bigger than you or me
and we are part of it
we are part of it
and we are it
moving through as ancients moved
this water that we drink
moves through
and has moved here for a thousands moons
a thousand winters
through every shade of green and blue
and it is here now
moving
as we do
the voices and bones and unspoken poems
of those that came before
are here
i feel them
i am them
they move through me
as i move
through this dream so real
everything is growing and perfect
in its place and mood
every blade of grass, every sound
and every stone
to remain forever and never be removed
i will meet you where
the asters and anemones bloom
