I need you

sister owl

with big eyes

need your wisdom

woman who spins the wool

woman in black

white hair over deep wrinkles

heavy plough’s furrows

I need you

brother owl

your quietness

your distant thoughts

your silence

illconcealed goodness

in the wood’s assent

Indian grandfather

who smoke a pipe

your far heart

talk to me from the wood

in silence

I plunge there my roots

in the sun

in the wind

in the mushrooms

in the round spiders

From the squirrels’ acorns

from the rock

its moss

your smoke

grandpa

I draw my desperate nourishment

Cousin hedgehog

I need you too

call all the others

and lizards may come

to heat on by me

big bear

is arriving too

we will wait for him together

praying just