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PORTALS<BR>
<BR>
In the green heart of the wild wood,<BR>
Woodpecker is knocking:<BR>
at midsummer the air is as green<BR>
as light filtered through emerald.<BR>
Deer steps into a shadow<BR>
And disappears.<BR>
<BR>
I sit by the water drumming,<BR>
open my eyes to Butterfly –<BR>
a flash of black and yellow<BR>
rises up in my face,<BR>
soars over my head and leaves me<BR>
drumming, enchanted.<BR>
<BR>
Earth holds the weight of tree trunks, <BR>
heavy and unmoving,<BR>
but in the circle of the sky<BR>
leafy treetops bend and shake,<BR>
playing a wild game<BR>
with the wind.<BR>
<BR>
The air is interlaced with open spaces,<BR>
this world and some other<BR>
lie as close together<BR>
as a leaf lies against the air –<BR>
a blink of an eye, shift of imagination,<BR>
will take me there.<BR>
<BR>
And my heart is captured by longing,<BR>
restless with the thin veneer<BR>
over the surfaces of things, <BR>
watching for the moment of invitation:<BR>
a trembling leaf, Woodpecker knocking,<BR>
a new note in your voice . . .<BR>
<BR>
The world on fire burns with a green flame:<BR>
I will not trade a precious moment<BR>
of the chaos, joy and pain<BR>
for a life with no surprises,<BR>
for a day with no time<BR>
to let you in.<BR>
<BR>
<BR>
--Joelle Lyons Everett<BR>
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