what mythical creature singing
what mythical creature is she
singing the voice of the river
yet the river itself is mythical
nothing unusual for it to sing
to roar in white water
perhaps she is also the rafter carried along
as earth’s memories are carried
along canyon walls
that too is singing
that too is mythical
the earth how unusual
being herself singing
mythical
a journey
the few memories
that survived
slept inside a house
with neat plain rooms
a small kitchen
and a small mowed lawn . . .
a screened porch
like other faces of the ordinary
spoke to the world nothing of shame . . .
my years faded forward
until counseling opened
an unexpected gift
an omen in a dream
that gutted everything glacier
and life collapsed . . .
this ancient gracefulness appeared
a spirit animal talisman
carved to fit in the palm of my hand . . .
now as i turn seventy
survival is a wildness wonder
marked with prowling paw prints
and fresh scat
tonight
as i sit in this silence waiting
for the first snow to fall
a soul-faced she-wolf
flashes across the forest darkness
in my eyes
© 2023 Sister Lou Ellen HIckman
Marie, it's Angela (Gomez), your old roommate. Please call me. I left my # on fb messenger. Would like to reconnect.
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