The land starts to tell me of our partnership
in phrases I can understand –
scent of sweet grass, and blackberry,
carried on the wind,
fledgling birds – jays, swallows, towhees,
calls of doves and hawks and deer

It hints of sensing our potential,
and patience till we come into our own.-
that we will tend it, and that it will flourish,
with more and more life
flowing in our home

Not a relationship of need
so much as dance – that we will each
bring out the richness of each other –
We will thrive, and it will thrive right with us,
all attesting to the potency of love.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 24, 2020