January 18, 2009

Your Land

This is the place that is given to you
because you have found it yourself

because you stayed long enough
to move your gaze fully to the south

because you returned at times
to accept the ritual: to care

and be cared for by rock
and bush, creek and bird.

This is the place where your gaze
took hold, found words and moods

for words, where others will come
for your small sound when you are gone,

to listen for the door you left
swinging, just out of reach,

on immense hinges.

—Mike Burwell

Posted by dwaber at January 18, 2009 06:32 PM