I am a Stone

I am a stone
Stone of the deep world
World cut from sharp rocks
Rocks hard as eons
Eons of pounding surf
Surf and sand and soil that stirs
Stirs the depths of ancient strands
Strands that weave into sounding life
Life of mounding and moveable earth
Earth that cradles my stony self
Self told in bone
Bone that is unknown
I am a stone.

I am a stone
Stone of the heart-force -
Force that rolls and pelts and stills
Stills me to solid polished gray
Gray as the shade-cool river bed
Bed of the earth
Earth that is ancient and new
New as the now, lost as time
Time locked in geodes and crystals
Crystals that cut bone
Bone that is unknown
I am a stone.

Breathe With the Trees

Breathe with the trees-
Just breathe -
In -
Out -
In -
Out -
Joining the waving cilia of ferns
The hush of the air brushing
Mossy evergreen branches,
Filling secret hidden lungs.

The forest opens out -
Opens me -
Soul-birthing depths of lush green life
Unstoppable, ungoverned
Akimbo, askew
Fallen and reborn
Quiet and still and strong
Strong
Strong