Be her She can’t use too much more of your carbon-loaded air Sweet pea blossoms float through Eden Song almost bucolic like grass River is a dark wet wanderer under a wild night sky Roots grow lake shines water spreads over stone Beetle climbs garden wall lichens thrive in frost mountain murmurs: Come love this rainfall Walk with animal soul Will you bee my sweet blue peace between dusk and a thrush? Ask squirrel about community If you follow winter to summer sun makes a blackberry season Lonely lake frog: I am above moss where sun fruits berries Nature wilds salmon waterpaths their rosy sheen still worlding us Stones grow secret soul seeds Would squirrel make his season more beautiful? Be in the frost-thick night a light spring rain as only every vine has longed for Wet moon murmurs on trees animal peace Hear the wet between leaves Where wildlife volunteers we gentle together could almost know sustainable love Dusk—warm mountain cloud is deep with wind Who will wander over rock plumb root song bloom forest green poetry into summer? Follow dawn beetle up grass, over tendril through lichen sanctuary to storm drain Do one sublime action: thrive Nature does no thing but we Walk listening Know a secret sparrow No one should have to ask for water light air Behold bee-life honeying Fall with rain cycle with dying salmon Follow frog stream to lichen couch Winter is a frosty witherer— pure cold home for lonely rocks Wander further Beautiful deep long roots pulse under a moss-sprung forest Squirrel up for dawn fun Could you love one tree?