For NaPoWriMo – Day 3
Some nights our traveler might sleep
‘neath a tree, cradled by roots which
curve gently round. Like strong
loving arms of long ago Mother, she
misses right now.
At first, sleeps only lightly, startled
awake at every sound, even a leaf
falling to ground. Fearing wild things
that creep close to see, just what kind
of creature, this new creature might be.
Somehow knowing without knowing
how, wild things are of kind, in some
way her own. With bit of patience might
even be honed, into stalwart guides,
companions who could choose to abide.
With one hand holding freshly penned
notes, the other curves gently at quieted
breast. Smiling softly she speaks,
“Come join me, my friends, together
we will continue, will finish this quest.”
Elizabeth Crawford 4/3/11
Notes: This one gave me fits, until I remembered what Natalie Goldberg once wrote. She tells us if we truly want to write, we must first dig a very deep hole, then climb down in it, and call all the wild creatures to join us. Thank you, Natalie.
Soul Cards may be viewed by clicking on them. They are the creation of Deborah Koff-Chapin and she can be found here: