I’m not like nature
I AM nature
So deeply rooted in the earth
A giant oak
Hundreds, if not a thousand years old
Alive with Wonder & Awe
Not imagining or embodying, but becoming
… animal, fish & bird
Beyond a separate self
Transcending species
Fire in my eyes I remember
The wisdom of plants, elements, tides
Moons, stars & cycles
Knowledge, ripped from my ancestral line
As if from stolen from the earth herself
Standing at the edge of the loch
Deep stillness of presence
A well of reflective space
Drawing me, urging me to dive in
To my own depths
Kissing the earth with each step
Trusting I am held
More than just the pull of gravity
A deep gratitude for Gaia's love
Repaying the debt owed by all of humanity
Blowing in the wind
Steadfast & strong, yet flexible, bending
Allowing what is
Being moved by invisible forces
I am the walking breath
Reclaiming the power
That was always mine
Self sovereignty
Fully in the space of my soul, my nature
Being nature
~ Rev Jo Royle