Gratitude fucking the sky.

It reaches me.

The ravens flew.

They squawked.

I rolled down the passenger-side window, “Take me with you in the sky!”

But before I could get the words out, they flew by.

Their presence accented an infinite dimensional wisdom;

Borne in our minds,

Throughout space and time,

Floating on a pin tip whisper,

Gliding through the evening condensation,

Raising questions on a cloud that sinks below the horizon.

Raising children on a mountainside ranch.

Each morning, praising the priceless beauty and oxygen,

Singing with the rivers; harmony incarnate.

Nomadic forces clambering with energy, rushing to give life.

Counting the cliffs that become waterfalls, judging how the year might go.

Looking up from the valley and seeing a grand future for my closest loves.

Harmony’s principles playing out perpetually,

Within our person and in the pastures of nature’s universal soul.

Palladian values. Peace.

Seeking our place in the great expanses.

Seeking the connection you believe in.

-GKT