Reverie at Wagg Creek
It is the boulders in the stream bed
that gives the stream a voice.
Without the boulders
there would be no stories to tell
and it is the stories
that call us to listen
and, in the lap of listening,
drift into reverie.
Here, the blessings of light
bathe the sacred space
between all things.
Between the western red cedar
and the big leaf maple,
the midges and the mayflies
weave and whirl
in the blessings of light.
At the heart of this ecstatic dance
stands a towering silence,
the voice of reverie,
calling us to this sacred space
between all things,
calling us to dance
the ecstatic dance
and bathe in the blessings of light.
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