belief

There It Was

the infinitesimal star
perhaps I didn’t see
but surely I believed

gratitude
for the gifts
of another day

surrender
with complete abandon
to life’s plan

the power
to rise
intention under wings

held aloft
by nothing but
deep belief in freedom

druid’s lent
the purple leaf
a passion to believe

lonesome for the red winged
longing for the frogs’ calls
believing in the sun
cattails wait

beneath the white
in the waking earth
seeds begin their first stirrings

The trinity of birch
renewal, determination, protection
comprise a sacred ladder to the heavens.