Amen

Seek the mountains
cloaked in crimson robes

Listen to the sermons of the
ancient forest priests
swaying in the breeze

Kneel and whisper your confession
to the patient winding stream

Praise the quaking aspen
as they shake their
golden tambourines

Join each reaching branch,
an outstretched arm
that yearns for heaven’s
endless sky

All of this a rosary
Every step a bead