Rabbit and Rose
the spirits from long ago are listening
be it gentle rain or
treacherous thunder
or the blissful breeze of the late blue hour
we walk through their woodlands
in search of answers
counting our time, waiting for Octobers'
from long ago, they are listening
if you still your
body and mind and soul
sometimes you can see or hear it
by the ravenous ravine or singing creekside
in a raven filled meadow filled with whispers.
in search of answers,
we walk through woodland ways
in the blissful breeze of the blue hour
if you still your body
mind
soul
they are listening, too
hear it in the gentle rain and booming thunder
counting our ways back to October