LITTLE WET FEET    (4-28-1988; walking in the rain at the AZALEA TRAIL PARK, near Fickle Hill, Arcata, California)

   
     
as i walk listening    
to thoughts that come and go    
thoughts which take    
brief refuge      
from this sudden    
unexpected    
gentle falling rain s    
delicate delight    
as it s countless    
little  wet feet    
dance so lightly    
so sweetly    
so intimately here    
upon my joyously receptive face    
their happy  free dance    
of life itself    
and upon the leaves    
of all these naked    
green plants and trees    
everywhere here    
surrounding me    
wherein i see and hear    
the happy  joyous  free dance    
and feel the vital    
naturally euphoric    
pranic freedom    
of my free  wet head    
from all these countless    
dancing    
little  wet feet    
outside here    
in this peacefully serene    
baptismal  healing dance    
of and in    
all this    
gentle  falling rain    
as i walk listening    
i hear the living voice    
and constant presence    
of great spirit  great mystery    
in the flit and whir    
of hummingbird s wings    
just as i do everywhere    
in the sight  the sound    
the touch  the smell    
the feel of everything    
here around me    
where i am now    
so fully surrendered to    
this joyous  gently falling rain s    
sweet  delicate dance of life    
like little  wet feet    
upon my openly receptive face    
as birds sing    
like heaven coming    
on rain dropped feathers    
their tongues trill in little beaks    
such beautiful songs    
to fill my heart and senses    
to lift my spirit high    
as their songs spill freely    
forth and out    
they seem to be singing    
all hearts are brothers
and sisters with we    
as i tune in more deeply    
peace fills me more completely    
as i increasingly further awaken    
i more clearly  more intimately    
begin to sense    
see  hear and feel    
the old ways speaking
within me to me   
as my heart more widely opens    
as my free spirit    
more vibrantly expands to soar    
i too continue to    
more fully  more freely rejoice    
outside here in the ever wondrous magic    
of this delicately graceful    
beautiful  living day
where i am so open heartedly  
joyously receiving
the invigorating  primal feeling
of all these countless    
little  wet feet    
ecstatically dancing    
upon my happy face    
outside here    
in this sudden  unexpected    
wonderfully refreshing    
gloriously life giving    
life confirming freedom    
of this gentle  falling rain    
still ever so lightly dancing    
upon my openly receptive face    
and open heart as well    
as i quietly    
continue on my way    
moving fluidly attuned along    
onward throughout    
the rest of this    
still unfolding    
lightly sprinkling    
rainy day    
wherein  
as i continue
walking on down
this unknown road ahead  
outside here  
in this beautiful  
somewhat heavenly  
little place  
in this gentle  
lightly falling  
sprinkling rain  
as i walk on  
i simply  
continue to do so
more consciously tuned in
with my spirit
being filled and fed
by everything
i hear  i smell
i feel  i see
as i walk on
a little further
a little deeper
into this
still unfolding
lightly sprinkling
rainy day
i walk on
ever  
listening
for life s
incessant
call