Columbia River Gorge

Every time I visit

this sacred river, 

I feel the wind pass directly through me

into my heart

I am embraced

by the Spirit of this place~

The river 

sings with a familiar voice

The mountains rise into faces

etched into my ancestral memory

The wind plays with my face and hair

whispering a thousand greetings

and I am quiet with contentment.

I am no stranger here,

but a guest in the home

of Great Spirit,

witness to the dance between wind and water.

Haikus after a soothing bath

The heart of Love shines~

shimmering, soothing comfort

found in a salt bath.

To breathe deeply heals.

Wise body remembers peace

when allowed to feel~

Mind chatters away

While the Soul harmonizes

with the wind outside.

I open the gifts

that Spirit gives me daily

and remember Love.