The great task is to walk among wild things and

resist

naming them.

To let go of maple, bee, cloud, vine, dandelion, winecup, dragonfly, and squirrel

is to give oneself over to the intimidating, attractive, green, blue, red, high, far, close, toothy, wet, alluring

and be

with..

instead of apart.

It is to allow the language of here, beside to replace the chatter of knowledge and subjugation.

It is to become present, now

and listen without expectation

and feel without the need to define.

It is to see and to be seen

in silence

and a new kind of love.