Transfiguration

Turning green again 

Turning toward the teacher

Turning toward the breast 

Instinct

Nurturance

Learning

Remembering

(Or not)

The seed needs to be planted
We need grounding in fertile, rich

Dark soil, the stem growing and

Pushing up, flowing up

Toward the light

Plants, animals, fish, birds and we

Know how to grow even when 

Tragedy strikes

We migrate, we stand tall

We fall down to our knees

Then, a sudden brightness appears

Transfiguration

The sun, rain, breezes

Plants, trees, and the mycelium network

Support our journeys

All we experience affects us and how

We move toward blooming and feeling

Our blooms sometimes blocked

For a time

At times, a second blooming

And then, when our bloom season is done

Our leaves, petals or fruit fall to the ground

Not in sorrow but just because

We may hibernate during the dark winters

Then later on, feel the tug to grow again

When Mother Earth and the Great Mystery

Tell us it is time

Blessed Be!