Take Me

Take me to

the ocean's side,

into
primeval rain,

beside the surf
above cove's curving

rocky shelter of
egret and seal,

below the source
of vapor's veil,

to life upon
the misty trail,

past rivermouth,
to the source

of springs,

climb among the creeks,

beneath the peaks

of wind and rain,

where clouds still
covet the ravines,

past dessicated-white
coyote scat,

over slashed
shale shard and quartz,

pine and redwood
form paths and beds,

with yellow bay leaves
and banana slugs, 

upon which sycamore's
phosphorous furnace

illuminates the sun's

chlorophill catalysts.

Take me to

the mountainside

to face life's struggles

with sweat and pride.