The land starts to tell me of our partnership
in phrases I can understand -
scent of sweet grass, and blackberry,
carried on the wind,
fledgling birds - jays, swallows, towhees,
calls of doves and hawks and deer
It hints of sensing our potential,
and patience till we come into our own.-
that we will tend it, and that it will flourish,
with more and more life
flowing in our home
Not a relationship of need
so much as dance - that we will each
bring out the richness of each other -
We will thrive, and it will thrive right with us,
all attesting to the potency of love.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 24, 2020
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