My Spirit Place calls me
To replenish and renew,
Showing me its secret places that elk have only seen.
To walk the timbered trails
The other wild creatures know
As I become a spirit
And feel with the Earth, my Mother,
Who shelters me and shares with me Her vitality.
She teaches me the rocks’ song
and the fertile soil dance
While I open my soul so wide
I feel the heartbeat of the world,
And catcher Her precious tears in hand that trembles with Her gifts,
So heavy they lighten me.