the herd

The herd, one weather

They did not all sit at the same table. They keep sitting at this one. Silence, company, the laugh, the body as scripture, grief that is love. Grandfather’s oneness. The coyote teacher. Ten stones of connection. The end of the seeker. The inner roommate. The map that is not the land. Two hemispheres. The sleeping builder. The receiver. The elephant already in the stone. And the walk that will not split the mountain from the prayer. The circle has more weather now. The rooms have not changed.