poem: her great nest of being
her eyes are heavy, head nodding
sun down, light fading
memories of a girl in wildflowers
the blue-eyed grass is in bloom
the wild garlic is growing
the lilies are budding
Earth Home in her rhythm
manifesting symbiosis
all creation included and connected
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
May 8, 2022
for Cathey
photos by author



