Into the Woods

We went into the woods today
A com­pa­ny of friends
With Don and with Dyan­na
Our souls we wished to mend

We bow in first to rec­og­nize
The spir­it of our bless­ing
Then silent­ly we spread apart
To see what we’ve been miss­ing

Mind­ful walk­ing is our task
To open up our eyes
We pause and breathe and lis­ten
Our hearts release a sigh

From tiny flow­ers to Icarus
Antler marks on aspen bark
Small mush­room on a cow pie
We will make it home by dark

Now bow­ing out we say so long
Thanks for all the sen­so­ry bless­ings
Every­one now stands trans­formed
At least that’s what I’m guess­ing.

LZ

This poem is ded­i­cat­ed to the orga­niz­ers and par­tic­i­pants of the 2015 Media Mak­ers Retreat at Val­lecitos Ranch.

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