Categories: Conference Presentations & Reflections
Revitalized By Conference
By: Diana Bahn
New York, New York
The ground is like a canoe
It’s gliding on the lake
A ground of water
No effort.
I stroke the ground
As stillness we move
A unit across
wilderness.
a sky ground
a sun ground
a tree ground
a rock ground
a me ground
In the wind
In the heat
In the sun
A ground.
Around the lake
Around the ground
I switch the side
To paddle round.
A rock door
Lift the boat
Feet on ground
To other lake.
Boat put down
On water ground
We glide and glide and arrive.
Indian glyphs on rock with
Paint depict the
Sacred ground that
Is all around
500 eternal years.
To be down and bound to
Canoe on ground
A fluid pathway
That was here before
The silent sounds
Of wind on ground
We turn around
City bound.
Topics: Conferences and Retreats, New York, Poetry, Practicing Outdoors, Softness and Continuity, Weight Shift
Originally appeared in: August 2019