The Grounding of Stone - M. Mariette

[Larry Robinson]

The Grounding of Stone 


Precious earth

I feel your pulse, solid under my feet

 

Our Mother carrying on her rhythms

of day and night

tide and wave

In the wax and waning of her moon

on into seasons – turning the wheel

of another year nearly gone

 

We wait

we shelter

we dream

we hold tight to what we love

we wholly wrap hope around our fear

feeling in through our toes

the ache of what matters

 

we stand unbroken

and dream our way to the other side

grounded, solid and still

unshakably trusting in each other

 

                 - M. Mariette