Tuesday, September 20, 2011

energy

I found a rock ledge today, perched on a slope some 50 feet above the Kettle River. It is just yards away from a major trail, but yet it is hidden from view. It was just me and the rock and the river. I sat in a sort of meditation for a while, then I wrote. I will share what I wrote, unedited.

I am hidden from the world of humans. Down a rocky slope towards the river, underneath a sandstone ledge that long ago broke away from the hillside. It was the work of the water, the water that carved the valley, the water that now rushes far below. The leaves, beginning to show hues of soft yellow and blushes of red, come and go. Trees anchor their roots in rock crevices. The water still does its work. I feel its energy in the sound. If there were no sound, that is if I had no ears to hear, I would still feel the dull roar as it echoes off the sandstone behind me. The leaves turn sunlight into energy, the water finds power in the pull of gravity, even the bonds that hold the rock together are energy on another scale. 

Here I am rock. I am leaf. I am water.

6 comments:

Greg said...

Beautiful. Write on, Deb.

Lynne at Hasty Brook said...

Wonderful words, Deb-

Caroline said...

Perfect words, Woman of the Earth!

Deb said...

Thanks so much, Greg, Lynne, and Caroline! I have reaffirmed the decision to make blogging an integral part of my life, to work with my writing and let it lead where it may, and your words encourage me.

Anonymous said...

I'm a little late to the party, but I was so enchanted by what you wrote. It literally gave me goosebumps to read something so powerful.
Vickie in kc

Deb said...

Vickie- Thank you. I did not make it to the river yesterday due to weather, and probably not today, but I know there's more writing to be done there!