when you're walking
getting into a groove
half closing your eyes
moving your feet to the beat
it feels like walking inside your own heart
your bare feet barely touching
the ground
you're sinking deeper
away from everyday
imagining
you in a black t-shirt dress
with classic cap sleeves bateau neck
just simple cool summer cotton
flapping in the breeze
an oversized blackbird's wing
against your sunny legs
you've taken off your sandals
flip-flops made from palm leaves
carrying them in hand
the better to feel the earth move
because this is what you do
surveying energies
feeling the lay of the land
the ley lines and latitudes
with the soul of your feet
lines are drawn all over earth
common and confusing as dreams
you're walking the ethereal routes
the skating figure eights of health
the shapes of alphabets available
to the life force of the earth
you don't really know what you're doing
it's just what needs doing
like a riddle needs solving
your busy feet mapping earth by numbers
you're a blackbird's wing of power
in your t-shirt dress
afterwards
in the light of everyday
feeling fulfilled
having connected
energy and people
transworld
you still don't really know how
but this is what you're doing
surveying
Vera Kelgart (with cradle crystal) 2018
