Luscious, ever-expanding, soulfully thick with sound, our words offer sacred expression of what it is to be here during our Life Walk upon Great Mother Earth. Join me in dancing the dance within every syllable, every pen-stroke, every breath
Lessons lie beneath your skin, words yet to be
Thoughts yet to be chosen.
Atlases, dictionaries, sentences mapping a journey
from now to next.
Answers cradled within.
Tree wisdom and sky wisdom,
sea wisdom and gritty gravel wisdom.
Urban and suburban.
Roots goddess gripping the earth, an
Father's drumbeat and Mother's cry.
Skin a snake rebirth.
The guttural grunt and howl and the warm wave
of an exhale.
Circling worlds on the daily, beyond the ink.
Scaling many mountains, palms softening
Wise woman, watch me grow.
Wish woman, watch me know.
- August 2016, Imogen Walters