“Pilgrimage,” New Era, Aug. 1993, 26
Pilgrimage
When I am magic,
I will make the pilgrimage
of ants, and climb through
brown bark valleys; through
sap pine rivers; around
beetle leaf jungles.
When I am magic,
I will climb to the treetop
leaf and watch new sky
dripping blue into the shade.
When I am magic,
I will take you with me to
the hole where the stars
sharp edge has ripped the
canopy and spilled night
into melting snow.
I will take you with me,
and we will tickle blue-wet
crows climbing west.
Art by JennyLynn Palmer