Know

One word given to me

“know”

know how the root touches water

know how the leaf dances in the wind

know how the canopy entwines the sky

know the feel of smooth bark

white as bleached bone

worn smooth by wind and water

know root and water

wind and leaf

crown and sky

know and be

Pamela Olson, 11/18/2013

In response to the Invitation to Poetry:

The Call to Our True Selves

at http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2013/11/17/invitation-to-poetry-the-call-to-our-true-selves/

Dusty Feet

here are my dusty feet
  turned toward the earth
ashes to ashes:    flesh to stone

planted deep in soil
  rock and grit and
streamlet

wash me, oh dew
  glisten on pebble and nail
wash me, oh sweet sweat

feed me with your ancient salt
  enclose me in the breaking waves
grace and water within---    without

feet still turned toward earth

Pam Olson, 11/16/2013

Written during "Writing & Meditation: A Pairing of Silence & Words"
at Grailville, OH
  turnedt