dance like one

are there times when you feel like the lines are too tight
and you must swim back towards your own knowing?
what does your body say as it sinks into the softness
of Johnson grass and purple nettle?
do you understand that even here
there is a story under stories?
the earth is not needing a hero, again.
more like attention
and deep devotion
sit a spell under the elm
and touch the leaves with your
you have the same creator
dance like one.