PREPARING THE BED OF HAY

(writing this from Santa Fe)
(C) 2009 Howard McQueen

Out in the wild and open plains
and among the crevices and canyon walls,
wild and spirited horses create their home, and call
forth wild yearnings.

These completely un-domesticatable spirits do roam
deep within our being.

They respond only to a gentleness of handling,
the constancy of trust.
They instinctually sense the vibrations of deceit
and cannot be bought or won, even with bales of conceit.
They need not from us, our protections or misguided re-directions.
Yet, through spirit, are willing to share their depth of affections.

Show them an always open gate,
a stable fit for them to rest and visit
and through Grace,
you may lay with them
among the softened floor of hay
and co-consecrate ...

And it may come as no surprise
this intimacy with wild and feral life,
calls forth the greatest gift of love into your own life.
A sharing in partnership of spirit, unbridled,
held in two open and interlocked hands,
the caterpillar shifts in form
to become butterfly, newly born.

Miracles abound everywhere ...
Even when the fabric of spirit appears tattered,
torn, and seemingly beyond repair.

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