Let my path always be leading me off the road
Passing the trails inhabitable by wildlife,
Let these trees be my shelter and my abode,
Let this omnipotent land here be my midwife.
If there’s a burden let it be soon delivered,
If there’s a message get it delivered to me.
If there are threads to stitch let me be a weaver,
Let me be just and righteous and kind and gloomy.
If there’s a way here then let me be a walker,
If there’s a story let it be said out loud,
Make it unravel through me, be sound and vocal,
Make it a word that wants to be uttered out.
If there are signs to see let me be a seer -
Letters and symbols, a signal, a mark, a sigil.
Let hills and mountains witness me have no fear,
Let thickets witness me being distinct and vigil.
Yellow stone
© Copyright: Анна Мирренвальд, 2026
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