Rock, Bone, River, Body

I am rock, animal, splinter, and bone.

Can you imagine

I am the bear in the cliffside cave

or the lightning in the sky.

You are beyond what I can imagine.

Now and then, I travel into the mountains

to remember

what modern life

tries to make me forget

I am not my house, my car,

not knowledge, nor words, nor family

I am the glittering

fish breaking the water’s surface.

I am the magpie nestled into the Elk’s fur

while snowflakes fall from the sky;

I bury myself into his fur, ruffle my feathers,

hear the cool wind rush through the trees

and know that on this softest of mornings

I too, am a part of the great eagle

sweeping the sky above.

Surely you can imagine that.