Spanish Fork River and Sandy Beach, Utah Lake
AND
Dancing with moonbeams/
to the stream’s soft notes was not/
enough to hold her.
?
Jupiter and Venus
lay equally,
while the smiling full moon
cast her light
over the wind-rippled lake.
I commented,
as bubbles from marsh gases,
released from sand,
rose between my toes,
how this moment
was like some kind of giant
universal
cosmic
harmonic.
And then,
as if to make it complete,
I swallowed a bug.
OR
And then
I swallowed a bug
to make it.complete.
Carp slime and bird poop/
and sand in lake water still/
make me feel cleaner.
I don’t know what you/
are but you are beautiful./
I’m glad you flew by.
It’s peaceful when my/
footprints and shorebirds’ can mix/
alone on the beach.
Wise is when you know/
there are things which could kill you,/
but you stay away.
It is said there are
ten reasons
Walking barefoot can
Heal you
And connect you
With Earth Mother
And her vibe
And her nurturing
And her love,
So you can feel whole
And connected
And in tune again.
I take off my shoes
And leave footprints
In the sand.
I walk out
To the lake water’s edge.
I feel
The universal harmonic
Healing,
Putting me in sync.
The rest of my clothes
Follow and pile
On my shoes.
My glasses,
Too,
So no one can see me.
My toe marks
in the lake
Are quickly scoured
clean
By wavelets
And my wake
As I walk
And walk
And walk
To where my knees
Stay damp.
In the half moonlight
I guess
I look like a white blob
As I lean back
between her cold breasts,
into her firm stomach
And let her
Wash over me
And around me
And through me,
And connect me
And harmonize me
And cleanse me.
I stand.
She
And the east wind
shrink me
So much into myself
That I feel me
In me
And know who I am
As part of her
And it
And all.
It’s not ’til later,/
after you urinate by/
the lake, bug bites itch.
Or
When you have to pee/
late by the lake, mosquito/
bites show much later.
When you can see the/
evening star reflected in/
the lake, you feel peace.