tiny molecules i've overlooked
and now the walls are talking; now the scent of wild rose
has me aching to be whole and knowing how to become;
a rock wearing sulpher-bright lichen is now speaking, asking for rain;
(I gave it most of my water) watched it bask in the drinking,
saw the burnt-orange shift
into a cool moss-green and felt
the spreading fans of a partnership older than words
turning ancient sea bed into soil.
you deserve it.
you deserve to be awestruck and deeply moved.
you deserve to wonder, asking questions
you dare not ask another.
you deserve to listen for answers. you deserve
to notice the tingling
twitterpation of knowing enter your body and
for a few special moments understand how completely inseparable we are
from the luminous, animate Earth.
— WE NEED IT —