For Mary
Solvitur Ambulando,
A heavy heart embraced by storm clouds
A head full of bees, seeking tranquility
It is solved by walking
Where mountain peaks touch the sky
Brush the rain from the clouds
Droplets, rivulets, connecting streams
From mountains arteries, sweet water flows
Treetops sway in the breeze
Aspen leaves applaud the morning light
Meadow larks sing the bees to sleep
Mountain bluebirds discern undulating grasses
Arrowleaf and lupine master the hillsides
Sage butter cups, spring beauties
Burst forth, assimilating the forest floor
Leaves absorb sunlight, roots deeply penetrate rich soil
Nxwenax wenanamx
Wenatchi - to comprehend, to understand
Footprints writ upon the forest floor
The forest knows, it knows the soul
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