The Unfurling 

As the veil thins

Thick fog rolls in

Senses heighten

To take delight in

Sacred spider geometry

Webs weaved in front of me

Revealed tiny dew drop pearls 

Cascading as the heavens unfurl

Towering pines grip the earth

Satisfying their unquenchable thirst

A whitetail doe peers through the brush

Standing silent in a quivering hush

The sacred land speaks to my spirit

My heart holds no place for fear in it

Every step on the trail fills me with joy

I am a a child discovering a long lost toy

Beneath my feet, the breath of Gaia heaving

Her crystalline core is now receiving

The seeds of stars have been planted strategically

My celestial tribe, birthed to be with me

As the flow teaches us to lean in and bend

The rains begins to slowly cleanse

And fragments that were once a drift

Return to me as a universal gift

I am listening

I am believing

I accept the fate

That I am 

I am

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(iPhone collage - images taken by me at Colt Creek State Park in Polk County)