Whispers in the Wind

The Sacred Spirit of the Land

I am thankful for the rows

of tall blueberry shrubs,

thriving in the backyard by the shed.

Remnants of an old neighborhood farm,

they stand, still offering their quiet gifts.

Every morning, the turkeys come,

their feet light on the earth,

leaping to reach the dew-bright gems—

plumper the higher they grow.

Blue jays, robins—feathered flashes—

join in, their wings stirring the leaves,

their beaks precise, gathering

without hesitation.

People ask how I keep the birds

from taking the blueberries,

and I wonder why I’d do such a thing.

I could spend hours,

filling my hands with this small treasure,

and still, by tomorrow,

the bushes would bow again,

heavy with abundance.

The stone walls mark the boundary

of this place I call mine,

but I refuse to stake a claim to the fruit.

How can anyone own the sacred spirit of the land?

The wild, the quiet, the living—all of it—

belongs to no one,

and to everyone.

Renewal

In the backyard,

there stands a hawthorn tree

that gifts to the earth

a bounty of red berries

and scented white flowers.

It had been there long before

I walked these grasses.

One day, a storm raged,

howling winds dividing it in two.

So great the trauma,

the tree went into mourning.

As winter’s fury abated,

the forsythia exploded

in shimmering bright yellow,

but there would be no hawthorn

blossoms come spring.

Time elapsed,

and Nature breathed into the wound,

birthing a sprig of green

where it had been split.

Leaves stretched out

to absorb the summer breezes,

and the hidden life of the tree

burst forth once again.

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