Head Waters

Green Turbulent Rush
Of gurg'ulling Brook
And thick underbrush
I am your Blossom
Spring's first luscious Blush

Pale New Pine Needles
spiders, flies, birds and beatles,
Crickets Creak and Salmon Speak
And I am of this Land
And of Land, I am this:

Sun Flung Rain Spun Mist Hung
Writhingly; Risingly.
Head Waters
Flow Through Me