Sun warmed, stubbornly alive
Harboring strange and clinging grasses
Shelter to the nimble
As the waters pour over and through me
Teaching me to know my own
ever-changing shapes in the worlds.
I am grateful
For the heights and depths sounding in me
For the relationships that situate my life
For the opportunity to nourish the lives of others.
Solid, I stand.
Solid, I soar.
I am grateful.
Image from Pixabay on Spark Post of a rugged slope with a waterfall, heavy grey sky behind. The slope is not granite, but the author took liberties with the truth, as we do. It still looks pretty.
Rooted Flame and a Deep Wellspring 