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Johnson Grass

Having been to the mountain top,
on retreat a week ago,
learning more deeply
Joanna Macy’s “Work that Reconnects,”
I awoke today
with that clarity
that sometimes comes
between sleep and awake.
This would be a quiet day
alone
and so the angst:
I need to be more engaged
with people
doing “the work that reconnects”
us to each other
and all who live on the planet;
helping people come to know
that connection
deeply.
It’s urgent;
how can a day alone
help?
My morning welcoming
on the porch
wouldn’t do. After that,
I knew I had to walk.
Maizey went along;
Joe, with cancer,
is not up to it.
An unusually wet
and cool
summer
(71 degrees at 7 this late-August morning!)
and everything has flourished.
Johnson Grass is what’s as high
as an elephant’s eye.
Snow on the Mountain,
Sunflowers
fill the pastures.
Other grasses are taller,
their heads fuller.
Dragonflies,
Grasshoppers
and two little orange butterflies
are company
as we walk.
The breeze is light,
cool.
There is a pool of muddy water
beneath the bridge,
muddy ruts
on Zig Zag Lane.

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DSCN0852Flourishing and Abundance
on the Prairie this Summer

It is a sweet morning walk
and my restless heart
is soothed.
For today
it is enough
to be in the natural world,
to enjoy it,
to be grateful for it.
Step one
in “the work that reconnects.”

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