SUN MOUNTAIN, MOON MOUNTAIN

A woman's body waking from sleep,

One cell at a time, yawning and stretching,

Aliveness interlaced with the landscape.

Find desert Mother naked under Father sky

Feel rain turning red earth into slippery mud

See hills longing for the sun to set into them

Vermillion shades of Sangre de Christo.

Lightening flashes, searing Aspen leaves.

Watch a mountain turn into a soft breast.

This is a place for retreating into silence,

Each arroyo, an oasis for solitude and prayer.

Cloud's float across the Father's Lapis eye

Earth gives birth to white and purple lilac.

A thin waterfall wonders down Sun Mountain

Spraying the air with diamond light.

Respect and revere this patient land,

Add fierce woman and vulnerable man,

The sharp shine of a blossoming girl,

The wisdom of a gentle crone,

The passion of a wild gipsy and

The fluid shape shifting

Of a mischievous Warrior Bruja


Joanna Harcourt-Smith, Santa Fe 2003