Stay a while, still.
Less like the wind,
more like the ground you stand on…
This is their shortest stop,
a flourish, a visible high point
in the business of their life—
I had been strolling along, admiring the scenery, when the forest asked me to stop.
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If we could do it—
receive with grace what is given
without busying ourselves
in the name of deserving…
I could feel it, that feeling again. The same one I get each time. Not I hope I find something or maybe I’ll find something but rather, there is something.
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What you experience instead is the fizzing aliveness of plants and animals, curiosity at how things naturally unfold, and magical combinations that we could never imagine nor contrive.
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It’s not just the birds I know
singing from places I recognise,
landmarks I chart and check by sound—
Go early.
Flush blackbirds from hedges,
let the cat find warm trails
of hedgehog, pukeko,
quail…