Conversing with Nature
Learning the language of the Earth
Leaves dry up and crumble
Their parched voices
Blanketing terra firma
Silent in death as they’re swept away
Fruit and flower carry seeds
Searching for a crevice to take root
‘We belong’, they holler
As the terrain opens its arms in reply
Baby shoots murmur
A beginning from an ending
New seedlings emerge
Taking their place in the world
The soil sizzles with thanks
Water bringing nourishment
Strength to support life
Petrichor, its return gift
The linguistic proficiency of Spring
As flora and fauna tell us their tales
Reaching up for a handshake with Sunbeam
The firmament says ‘hello’ to its friends below
I stand between ground and sky
Eavesdropping on conversations
Present in the discussion
But still left out
Maybe they’ll teach me
The language of the Earth
