It happens
so spontaneously
and effortlessly.
No decision
or deliberate action
is needed.
As soon as I
pause
for a few breaths
in the quiet
green forest,
by a clear
flowing stream,
or among
the tall grasses
of the meadow,
I can feel
my roots
sprouting,
saying
yes, this,
yes, here,
let’s stay
a while,
sink into
the Earth,
and be
nourished.
Published in Space Between the Stones: Poetry and Practices for Connecting with Nature, Spirit, and Creativity
