Swedish Ramparts
Collection gathered with hands and heart open
Seeds, wood, shells, plants - surround with generosity of earth
A hole in a small shell gathered in Maine - mend a place in the heart
If thread is found begin to sew pieces of life back together.
Elevate the best intentions found in resting alchemy -
White pine is a memory carried from another place time -
As medicine melds into conscious carry - lift the last remnants scaled.
Rub two sticks together to create a story that is needed -
Ancient wooden beats are carried into the present -
If a rock skims across your path - remember the words unspoken.
Pieces of your life ask for clarification - rooted in surrounding objects -
Held knowledge is the shape note - do not ignore the riff -
Seasonal rhythm comes slowly by - while you were looking the other way.
I hold you in my arms - the softness like a baby loon -
Swedish ramparts were never this loud - ship holding all of you steady -
We rock - sideways the water splashes across the bow -
Sinking ships - when will the saving begin?