MonuMental

I scatter storm clouds to bring clarity to forecasts

and dance around rain showers to bring healing to the downcast

clean debris from the malnourished sands run out of time and rinse language to the rhythm of the nutrifying tide

sweep the secrets of the centuries beneath the prairie lands

and let them leach into the seeds that sew the dreams of many hands

I’ll write a message on the landscapes in reoccurring integers

distributed through a handshake as my unofficial signature

turn the hurried winds and tempests into summer’s loving breeze

and let my breath collect as droplets settled softly on the leaves

my thoughts stream through valley brooks and trickle gently into being

collect as sediments that rest against the soil to which they feeding

my speech roots through layers underneath of what’s visually observable

and keeps true to feed the acres where the creeks create their curvature

I clean the water’s currents so the stones can glisten vibrantly

while the sheltered lizards shiver and the turtles travel silently

Lighted and invited to the surface for their warming

turning winter’s frozen waters for the nurture of their calling

ladles pouring maple’s core in colors golden as the morning

while the churning maidens turning nature’s blessing for the serving

morning yearning for the mourning doves enduring warnings from the minutes of intoxicating sunSets – and after waiting comes Rest

I breath Peace into sleeping spirits resting from the day’s appearance

a myriad of beating hearts receiving healing b’neath the Keeper’s watch