when the eagle cries atop
his favorite scrag
and ravens pace the beach
When you step here
feel the tingle of earth’s energy
rise through soles
of boot and feet,
swiftly continue upward
until it touches, then surrounds
beating heart, becomes
one with flow of blood
making small hairs stand
to attention, while warmth
spreads throughout body,
as strange rippling images
fill head with a sense
of unknown familiarity:
this is when you know
that you know,
you have finally found
Elizabeth Crawford 4/12/2017
Notes: My inspiration for today are lines from Sherry Marr and her poem Alive on Planet Earth. I share her love of the wild and the natural world. She, and her work may be found here:
The earth does reach out and speak to us, but only if we listen. I have had the experience, described above, on several occasions, and in specific places. Two of them within a three hour drive from where I live. When I heard, for almost a year, the call to Montana, I took several two-week road trips there and found that same whispered kiss of familiarity at several points of the journey, but most strongly at a Native American Trading Post, just after we entered the state boundaries. Sacred ground is healing ground.
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a blessed day, Elizabeth 🙂
I hope we poets are not crying in the wilderness Elizabeth. I just wish there were a few more countries that could show the rest of us how to survive.
A good place to find.. very encouraging to read your work Elizabeth – it offers safe ground
Have heard people talk about specific points where you can feel energy… look forward to the experience someday.
To be in communion with the earth is truly sacred. Beautiful and uplifting.
Beautiful, Elizabeth! It is such a wonderful feeling to experience such a place on this earth! Very healing indeed – for heart and soul.
I think we search for it, yet, it is here, beneath your feet…we do not have to travel far. For it is here, waiting for our recognization. Step lightly.
I resonate with this poem so much, my friend, and thanks for the mention. “Sacred ground is healing ground.” And it is all sacred ground. I love your feeling it on native ground. Indigenous people know the earth is sacred.
Would that we had the wisdom of the indigenous peoples and their reverence for Mother Earth.
There are a few places in the SW where I have experienced sacred ground…beautiful words!
My goodness this is so heart-stirring!❤️
I know that I will look for a place like this… wonderful
I can attest to what you say. We ever seem to stay there, but I look forward to a recurring mystery.