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WHISPERING
by Aliana Alani ©2019

tall grass (3)

I walk along a hilltop at night,
whispering…

I whisper to the earth and stars,
the waters and the forests.

I whisper to grasses, long and short,
and to the many flowers
that dance in winds both gentle and strong.

I whisper to critters, large and small,
who wander through mountains and deep valleys.
And to the ones that fly,
I whisper. I whisper.

This is what I say when I whisper.
I say:
I love you. I love you.
Be well now. Be well.

All night I walk along the hilltop, whispering.
All night, whispering,
I love you. I love you.
Be well now. Be well.

Can you hear me?
Are you listening?

I love you. Be well now.
Be well.

starry-night

If you are the grain in the line in the sand,
And the sand is the dust of stars,
And the stars are the light in the dark of night,
The womb of the heart of all

Then ponder this, for it speaks to the true

That within the grain that you are
Lives the sand and the line, the dust of stars,
And their light shining bright in the dark of night,
The womb of the heart of all

That you are.