New Body
one day i wake up from a dream
and in my best shoes walk up the mountain,
all the while wondering
what i ever did to
get here?
up i circle
with the hawk
roots undug
and in each step
i hear
from my shoes
from grass underfoot
from squirrel
butterfly
old root
and mountain.
at the top, i look out a ways.
heaven all around us,
mountain says
“you are engaged in the sacred act of shaping.
your steps shape me, and butterfly,
and old root, and squirrel. grass too.
we shape you in turn.”
and in my best shoes walk up the mountain,
all the while wondering
what i ever did to
get here?
up i circle
with the hawk
roots undug
and in each step
i hear
from my shoes
from grass underfoot
from squirrel
butterfly
old root
and mountain.
at the top, i look out a ways.
heaven all around us,
mountain says
“you are engaged in the sacred act of shaping.
your steps shape me, and butterfly,
and old root, and squirrel. grass too.
we shape you in turn.”