I meet the naked sun ready for blessing
the high green mountains rise also to the sky
While some hide their tops in sinuous clouds
others brush against the sun
As rivers rush toward oceans leaving mother earth
so do birds move to greet her
In wingless skies I too have known the touch of her hand
emerald seas we have trod together
My night walk first blinded by glaring darkness
felt pebbles pierce my feet and coolness penetrating
Light forms peril my mind words slice my throat
my soul is nourished by the blood and pain of my suffering
I am to find peace in the meadows by the forests
embedded in the mother earth
But I am a babe in the swirl of life
i seek the father sun to covet me
In the darkness he reveals shadows of the morning
and in these shadows I see constant life
Malibu, California 1967
© Wendy Gwen Martin 2009
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