MY MEDICINE

My Medicine

My medicine

is a visit from the bush turkey,

a visit from the dragonfly,

the way the tree speaks graciously to me

with her bark and her shadows,

my medicine is the sound of the ocean

when she sings to me

as my body floats with a support

that is pure love,

the sky who calls me outside

to take her photo

as she showcases her colors

behind the clouds, rain, and lightning,

my medicine

is the flower who teaches me

the language of her colors, shapes and fragrances,

the breeze

who visits me

with a whispering touch

and reminds me of the power of being gentle,

my medicine

is the feel of the black sand

on the beach in la Palma

covering my feet with a warmth

that can heal a fractured foot,

the banyan

who’s trunk provides a place for me

to step inside her,

my medicine

is the laughter I experience

when Francesco changes his image

on the phone when we are talking

into funny looking creatures ,

the heart shaped cloud

calling my attention

as I sit on top Mount Coot-Tha,

the rattlesnake

who chooses not to bite me

when I blindly come too close to her,

my medicine

is my creativity and my fear

peacefully coexisting ,

my vulnerability and my humor

in conversations with wisdom,

and my insecurity

embracing the unknown,

my medicine

is life.