Snowy mountains they rise
as the rain drops do fall
as the sky catches light
carried far on the wings of the wind
Purple moon casting shadows
dancing jigs by the fire
while the lightning bugs play
and the stars share their melodies aloud
and the daytime still comes
as the butterflies soar
rivers flow between pines
and the lichens shine loudly when wet
and you
and you
rising, falling, catching, and carrying
casting, dancing, playing, and sharing
coming, soaring, flowing, and shining
all in a day’s work
all in a life’s dream
all that you want
is yours
because the earth, and the wind,
and the water, and the fire
will not have their balancing
be for naught





Ozarks National Forest, Arkansas
April 2018
