
09/21/2025
The cure for your own reconnection & healing in troubled times....
As part of a visual journaling practice in nature, get outdoors, inhale some fresh air and pine, shimmy-wade on colored rocks in a creek and let the art process and poetry speak...
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“To Eternal Life, Pine Queen”
Splintered yellow, heavied crash
Bolted lightning came out of a flash
Floored all creatures, people around
Some froze
Some ran for covered ground
Jolted from her long-tapped roots
As her pine ancestors
Sap-sipped from her boots
Woodpecker heckled and fled up high
Gopher tortoises burrowed and lie
Beneath towering pine-barked trunks above
Her resin softened her resolve with love
As she pondered soils and sands below
Had become stripped and sifted
Til her scales of pinecones drifted
Plunging to the tea-stained Coldwater
Rejuvenating cold, clear creek wonder
Her rainbowed soul is evergreen
Now all her colors return
To eternal life, Pine Queen.