It’s been a week since Jean Pierre and I

Drove out the Lamar valley- thrilled by

Huge herds of buffalo

Some rolling in the dust.. In Yellowstone

The wonders of the earth unfold

Before our awaking spirit,

Each wonder – an ancient key.

Muddy waves sloshing in the dragons breath cave

An earth pluse- a remembering

That the earth is alive.

Jean Pierre started calling me Nowmeee

The grandmother- praying to see his small boat

Come into sight – on the now empty beach

“Where is he?”

We risk our heart – everyday

That’s just how it is here

And we woudn’t have it any other way.