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Google me and you might find
that I once sat behind a mahogany desk
In a corner office with a view of the bay
I decided things of importance, and thought myself so
Haunting me with dreams of twisting buildings and tidal waves
And earth shifting, opening wide the ground beneath my feet.
Now, I spread straw in the orchard.
I harvest snow peas and snap beans and sage,
I create fragrant, savory soup from fresh kale.
Squash and tomatoes fill my baskets in summer...
I am as morning mist descends from our mountain and white pelicans ride gossamer threads above our waters
I make clay pots, and pray amidst dancing trees, listening
Deeply called to heal the land
from a wildness within me that doesn't decide anything,
Yet knows what it means to be in this place,
Enchanted and magical,
At night, I dream different dreams.