Walk with Me

a poem

come and take a walk with me through the desert high

past anthills and dry grass spring flowers a- bloomin’

we will walk slow from the heat

and then run with joy in our hearts

stopping to puff on dandelion puffs

making a wish wishing a dream dreaming to create this creation

we will walk and whistle whistle while we walk

hum a tune that comes to us

til we get to the river gently flowing quietly gurgling more music to our ears

we will offer some tobacco plant of power and healing

cleansing grandfather of plants we give thanks

the river cleans emotions cleanses the spirit washes away the pain of this life

the river is the blood of the earth

giving life sustaining life full of life

force of nature nature of force

I used to think the desert was dead

it is not

its life is hidden subtle simple yet profound and bountiful

if you pause for a breath you will see

bunnies hopping snakes sunning lizards lizarding

I take off my shoes and walk barefoot remembering what my brothers from the jungle told me

how to walk with no shoes

have no fear be one with the earth

and when an ant bites me I laugh in the jungle they say

it’s just a kiss an initiation from nature

the sun now casts shadows with its light

art from nature nature is art

Thank you for reading!