sedona

it said,
learn to nourish growing things
it’s our birthright to give
heal the ones with broken wings
teach your children how to sing
and nourish what can grow




purple flowers, cactuses
red rocks, green trees, blue sky
the ground supports my every step
the wind, the fear of God in me

dip your feet in the creek
you can’t see underneath
say a prayer with me
on the rock by the creek

sand is blowing through our skin
rocks come tumbling down
still we’ll hike up anyway
two butterflies follow us around

dip your feet in the creek
you can’t see underneath
say a prayer with me
on the rock by the creek



the man who drove me
all the way to Flagstaff told me
something you probably already know
but I
hadn’t heard it in this way before

about a blockage in our throats
about coherence in our hearts


psychopathic politicians
get stuck up in their heads
and nonverbal children may be
stuck in their hearts, he said, well
either way
they’re not
getting a word out
maybe saying
what they don’t deep down mean
and if that isn’t me, too


Staring down at our screens
anxiously, today
I’m looking in your eyes
and don’t need anything
either way
I can’t seem to say it

and Lauren gave me
lapis lazuli
little blue rock
let it sing to me
God bless my little blue rock
God bless my little blue voice
Let me speak someday


Leilani sang out healing notes
a tuning fork on my lungs
Luna played the singing bowls
as we closed
our eyes and traveled
and our bodies sank
and we woke up laughing


and I went to the
Church of Christ in Sedona
I sang the hymns
better than I had before
I wasn’t afraid
to praise the Lord


they’re drinking plastic coffee
out of styrofoam cups, he’s
reminding her of her diabetes
as she eats another doughnut, as they
relay
their disgust for the New Age
but they welcomed me
played their piano
as the service closed


and Lauren gave me
lapis lazuli, it’s a
little blue rock
I’ll bring it with me
Trust, trust me
everything whispering


but how much may I
is fear a warning
or my only problem
I listen on my hike
through the desert
I listen to my heart
called back home




You leave because there’s no way to live here
It’s the desert, not known for human life
Wonder everywhere you look at dead things
Even the rain comes in torrents

Can you see? as much beauty in a lake
as a mountain?
in a pond as the ocean?
in a bird as a lion?

Do the trees that turn the red rocks
gray
take away
from what you think is gorgeous?
it’s a just a rock that’s enormous


mother of the rising earth, all your children gathered here
standing in a circle, encircled in your womb
but there’s no water here so they import it
so all of us who haven’t quite grown up can be supported





Learn to nourish growing things
it’s our birthright to give
heal the bird with broken wings
teach your sister how to sing
and grow the growing things

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