Wild Woman of the Mountains
Rustling leaves, wind in the Poplar Trees
Awakening
Morning light
Slant eyed
Peering between storm clouds
Piliated Woodpecker knocking
Fresh pressed, black coffee
Steams in a second-hand mug
Bare feet rest on a dew drop lawn
Hallowed mountains bathe in tangerine and lemon
A familiar voice whispers from the highest mountain top
Deep soul yearning
Yawns
Stretches
Casting sideway glances
Wild Woman knows the calling
Always a receptive child, learning
Backpack sitting by the door
Impulsive visionary
Serendipity
Intuition, Earth Wisdom
Cast off the domestic comforts
Wild Woman of the Mountains
Knowingly
Heartily
Embraces the storm
Mountain goat scramble
Quartzite cliff bands and beargrass ribbons entwine
Tempest brewing, howling, frothing waters edge
Mother abides, encouraging and warning
Your journey is safe
Make hast
Do not delay
Spiritual guidance, swift eagle wings, high on the thermals
Bring serene clarity
Talus cauldron
Shallow lake basin
Anchoring