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