The spirituality
of a Land
is something you can acknowledge
but not fully embody
when your head is full
like a city,
so I choose to believe
that the spirits of the Land
work with you
beneath your conscious awareness
bringing you closer
to what was already
there.

dung beetles
are my favorite beetle
because I feel like
giggling
when I see one.

a male lion
lay motionless
in the shade.
his fashionably disheveled mane
and swollen belly
gave me comfort
until he
opened his
eyes.

Music
and
Touch
are the
same.

she said
it would all
make sense.

I would like to believe
that life moves
in a circle
instead of a straight line.
then I can
meet you again
in this life
or on the other side.

I don't know why
I don't want to leave.

I like the
deep color
of their skin
crafted
from soil
and wind.
these people are
powerful
enough to carry
the sun
inside
their bodies.

the people here
have no illusory separation
from their land

small, bare-armed boys
pause from herding goats
to glance over