The Pinewoods Circle

The modest plateau above the lake

shines with a stand of mature Long-leaf Pines

fashioning an inviting home.

Carrying old wounds and known scars

I follow the quiet hill to explore fresh healing,

intending to name and fearlessly confront deep-rooted worries,

to surrender to the transforming path that signals growth,

to rejuvenate in the bliss that my heart beckons.

I am joyfully hugged

by the trees splendid swaying

as I walk into the circle of their energy.

It is a candid moment amongst friends

a gifting exchange of call and revelation.

My knowing is clear, death occurs at every moment,

my truthfulness forthcoming, an awareness that calls for transformation

as I bathe in the radiant shadow of these giants.  

Reaching contemplative stillness

the rhythm of my heart meets the pines pulse

as vibrant acceptance of change moves through my being.