I want this year to be filled with roots and flowers
For the soil to cling to my feet
As among the berries I go
For weeds to become neighbors to become friends
To accept the warning sting from bees
Away from places too sacred for me to understand
Holding hands with moonlight and the breath of water
The pond rising through the reeds to take its food for the coming season
Alone I am never
Will never under stars be
Lonely
Cardinals will sing my lullabies
And send fireflies to light my way
