“Water of love, deep in the ground,
but there ain’t no water here to be found.
Someday, baby, when the river run free,
gonna carry that water of love to me.”
-Dire Straits
Dearest Earth,
O Hosanna!
body of my body O Sacred Mother
truly, how can I speak of thee but
as gesture
I bow down
onto hands and knees
forehead gently placed
smudged and grounded
supplicant
delight in darkhorse dirt
I arise breathing
Your improbable blue breath
wailing the truest love song
I awake praising
my sensual body
a thirsty being
a swimming beggar
at Your waters edge
O Hosanna!
I need to know
this instant
always and forevermore
this instant
the river runs free
through me
the body beckons
as One You and I
a beautiful waltz
my body of Your body
wholly human becoming
blessed body
swirl of energy
twirl of delight
infinite inward
introduce Me
bare feet on wet sand
holding hands
the sweet sin
of skin on skin
light within an aspen grove
late evening light
moonlight
bright noon sun
cottonwood shadow
lily and lilac bush
rosemary and russian sage
skunk cabbage and asparagus piss
pine forest and everglade
huckleberry and basil
avocado and garlic
broccoli and bean
cantaloupe and lime
chirp and howl
hoot and growl
melody and drumbeat
heartbeat
heavy breathing
and
silence
Junction of Beauty and Love 