Written on June 17, 2016 

When I am ready to give up

on love

and god

and you, dear human

I go to the mountains.

Stepping out of my chatter in my head

and onto the earth

where my body leads me to grace

sometimes startling with

those webs of irony and humor

which

has always been my truth

Do you know?

wild blueberries are red or purple;

pine trees have the most sensuous bark

more contoured and sensuous than any naked body;

the sky is perfect with clouds swept through

and it seems

someone painted the toes of the river

in greys and yellows and rusts.