(painting is a watercolor I did long ago)
When you understand wind
where she blows
why she blows
how she blows
when you understand flowers
their need for light
why they stretch
when you understand earth
when she moves
why she moves
how she moves
when you understand
the ways of bats
why they must hang
when you understand water
where she flows
why she flows
how she flows
the methods of spiders
what makes them spin
their appetite for flies
when you understand colors
where they are
what they are
why they are
the flight
of hummingbirds
how they alone fly backwards
when you understand fire
how it is
what it is
why it is
the feel of cool grass
on bare feet
when you understand spirit songs
of the ancestors
how they call
raise me
from simplicity
to simplicity
to oneness
then
you begin
to know me.
Love this poem. Well done.