returning song

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The Desert has a way of calling in
wanderers, rebels, prophets
poets trying to remember the old agreements between life
and death

There is a conversation happening out here
between the stones and lizards
birds, plants, sun
and water

Look, the canyon-bound creosote
lifts her fragrant, delicate fingers
to pray for the clouds
which bring both rain
and floods

Listen, the cactus-wrens
sharp song of brilliance
rings out across the naked earth
calling in both her lover
and the hawk

Do you now remember
Her face?
The terrifyingly unfathomable beauty
of the One who holds creation and destruction
in perfect balance

Do you now remember
Her womb?
that formless immensity
from which you were formed
and delivered into the womb of your mother

Do you now remember
Her voice?
When She sang the bones, dreams
and wild heart of you into being
as an old crone gathers herbs from the forest floor

Remember Her now
For as surely as the canyon floods
and the hawk dives
She turns Her face toward you
humming the gentle tune of returning
calling you home

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