A Good Place

Earth is a good place
to keep returning
until you become a horse,
a tree, the wind.
Let's say a horse for now,
ambling through alfalfa,
swishing flies.
Then, after a long time,
dare to be a willow,
or carry the rain
in your breath.
Whatever lone and lovely
perishing creature you become,
practice the four
Immeasurables:
Sit like a mountain.
Walk like a cloud.
Stand like a lightning flash.
Repose like a spring in the forest.
Even if you’re simply
whisking bugs away
with your deft magisterial tail,
you are here,
rooted by grace
in your luminous bones
to honor the darkness
of loam.


I took this photo from my brothers porch in Chester County PA.

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