THE TERRAIN*

Where is the terrain?

Where isn’t it? 

Everything we are

or are not

is a topography

that lives within us

or is mirrored 

outside us,

or is simply its

more-than-human 

self. There is no 

escaping the terrain.

It is an earth we must

befriend. Let us then

walk together

arm in arm

when the evening is spread out

against the sky,

loving who it is we are

and who each other is,

and the ground, 

the blessed ground,

beneath our feet—

a ground that keeps us 

upright and sturdy

instead of falling 

further into the deep

and wondrous Mystery

that is expanding

all the time.

*Please visit my new web site, Reclaim the Terrain, 

and see my upcoming offerings.

This poem was written in celebration of 

the Terrain's two year anniversary of its groundbreaking.