They left their mark so long ago

Spiraled handprints and tiny feet

Chipped into rock

Communicating across miles and years

Sending messages no longer understood


Taking a cue from those early scribes

I sit here carving ink stained words into blue-lined paper

Hoping for those same mountains to speak to me


My heart is impatient

Demanding

I don’t want to leave this place

Without extracting some profound secret

From before time was time


The words come clear and full of force


You are not yet quiet enough

to hear what we have to say.

If your pulse beat at the speed of stone

you would be home by now.


Stop looking

Stop trying so hard

What you want is already here


You want your mind to be empty?


Gaze upon these jagged cliffs

For an eternity

Then your thoughts will spread out

Becoming the space between galaxies

Strung together like bouldered beads

Wreathed in a blue-purple sky.



Let the wisdom of the old ones

( We who have seen it all)

Take the place of your bones

Fill you with calcite longing

Teach you to trust in granite desire.


Here is the secret


You are indeed made of stardust

Seeded with light

The spawn of the ever spewing cosmos


But you were also forged

In the deep fires

Of the mothers molten core


Pressed into form surrounding a spark

Solid, ancient, stalwart

Curious, hungry, alive


You are made from the world

Of dirt and ash

sand and soil

earth and mud


This was no mistake

We knew what we were doing

There was no other way


Love flowing through blood and bone

Is sweeter than any other kind


Enjoy it while you can


Before you know it

The stars will once again

Claim you for their own.

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