rain... water... life.

water is a carrier...

it cleans.

it lubricates...

hydrates our bodies.... gives us life.

love...

it births us... held us in the womb...

grew us...

it falls down...

out of the sky.

washes the tears from my face...

we are all going to die...

how sacred to share in life.

how sacred to share space when we are alive.... with each other...

present in energy.... sharing the conscious time we have in this existence...

together...

the rain falls...

the lake catches it...

the pipes slurp it up...

we drink it....

we are alive...

water.

i give sincere thanks to water...

and the sacred cycles it exists in... intertwined with all other natural cycles that keep us humyns and other creatures alive.

space to grow...

i need space to grow. like a plant... remember.
     to evolve, blossom.
i need fresh healthy air.
i need proper hydration.

i need nourishment... vitamins, fertilizer, nutrients.
i need to grow roots, my foundation...
     i need to be rooted... connected to the elements of earth, beneath me.

Am i contained in a spacious enough lifestyle?
     what is holding me? is it stable? healthy, together?

I need sunshine... the bright energy that gives the fire- that burns the fuel...
     to RUN, to energize...
 to grow, and evolve... and blossom, and flower...

I can grow alone...
but the truth is...
i grow better with other growing beings.
not necessarily the same 'species' as me...

because... originally... and naturally...
all living and dying creatures, of all shapes and sizes... species, and category...
     DEPEND on each other to keep each other ALIVE.
     in the cycles of LIFE and DEATH.
     ONE completely connected intertwined dot of EVERYTHING.

you eat me... i keep you alive.
     i fertilize you...
you grow and drop seeds...
those seeds are transported... transplanted.
in the wind... by the feet of another.... the fur, the snout, the flow...
     I DIE...
the worms and insects...
     eat me.
the leaves, dying... floated off...
     ... the tree... decompose...
melt my bones with their blanket...

the animals ate my flesh, my story...

the tree grows healthier and stronger... with my decomposed body at it's roots...

It all is connected.
     WE are all connected.

We too are alive.
Like the plants... and the earth.