Oh River, where do you come from?
What have you seen,
what secrets do you carry?
Tell me River,
how do you always know your way?
I was lost a hundred times
found again in cooperation,
in your sweet and gentle flow.
Amidst the resilient forest eco-system
mychorrizial networks of support & nourishment
cover me like a fertile blanket,
food for my meandering soul.
To the North
twinkling stars
beacons in the night sky
a billion spores
guiding me on
illuminating
almost revealing
the nurturing path of least resistance
rock over rock
twisting and turning
listening to the call
a graceful and elegant extension of myself,
I am not alone in this mystery.
Years of wandering flow
and finally I know
the way home is Love.
