XVII.

 

Feed the song in the blood to the river

I drink from

planting memory

seeding Songline

bedrock knowledge

under walking feet

hands like ears – enter and re-enter

ecological imaginarium

enlivening relations

between all scales of being breath

from the mountain spring spiral

through limbs

spaces

in the landscape singing spaces

the beings becoming

 

web–like

threaded by light

in a mystical state of suspension between stars

cradled in a down of snow

on a night born long and arctic

distance of light years close to touch

to swim again in the dark light

to swim again – among them

 

unwinding

skeins –

spun of cloud stuff

and the fiber of the land.

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