Just give me time.
Time with this broken and beautiful land of Her’s,
To walk with Her, among Her, within Her.
So that She can feel me and I can feel Her.
So that I might come to learn while kneeling before Her.

Just give me time.
Time with this single fragile life,
One among many and yet only this one lived once.
Breathing in this cherished liminal space between what was and what yet comes.
Teaching while constantly being reborn into the present moment.

Just give me time.
Time with these sacred creations of Her’s,
That are Her landscape, Her mysteries, Her medicine, Her way.
So that they might whisper their magick to me.
So that I might come know it in my bones.

Just give me time.
Time with this broken and beautiful body of mine,
As I toil upon the sunsoaked earth.
As I dance in the starlit sky.
As I dive deep within to nourish my soul.

Just give me time.