In my element

The ancient eavesdropper

In the
silent
morning
hours —
before
the world
wakes —
light
passes
thru the
blinds —
& dances
on our
face.

Kindred
spirits —
bound
by our
convictions —
free to
speak our
peace.

Stars stake claim
to the night sky —
a billion gold strikes
boom & bust —
in the blink of
an eye.

I am a
mirror that
shatters —
shards
reflecting
& refracting
a million mes —
each piece
taking a
stab at
imperfection.

To find our faults
& face our fears —
To make a name
& claim our fame —
To live & die
and know why
we’re here.

Thunder
rumbles
overhead —
anvil clouds
drop their
tonnage —
giant
hail pelts
the earth —
I inhale
the heavy
air.

In the
midst
of a
storm —
between
sheets of
rain —
I dissolve
where I
stand.

Put
your
ear
to
the
earth…

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About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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2 Responses to In my element

  1. Kate Houck says:

    Wonderful. Every aspect of the natural world, even in its extremes, can help us to better understand ourselves. Beautifully written poem.

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