Hands in soil
mud
scatters and flees your
fingers

falling

mound of earth cools
speeding pulse
clings

yields

a flower to the smiling sun

sways to humming
beating
whisper touch breezes of warm
then cool
airless air

hearts drum
across the hills they pound
deep echoing
resonant heat

budding decay
shoots from your hair
grows a new crown
in moist breath of dawn
filling you
unemptying the barren
exchanging
re-newing

in fertile lands exploding
tracing nature
across your thirsty skin

Rise up
in these hills draw the forest
to your waterfall limbs
coursing their path
across the skies of loving
giving
being

naked

under the watchful eye of God