Ovation

As if every surface

Fans it’s fingers

In open palms of praise

I hear the silent clapping

in this rainforest, devoted to life—

Giving over to new life

Where reverence meets

the gratitude of belonging

to Nature’s display

Rising to feet of sustained enthusiasm

for Aliveness,

Vibrations of this forest’s applause

Awaken my skin—

With squeeze-release pulsing goosebumps

Quivering my connection to ALL-That-Is

As if the standing ovation

Summoned by the stature of trees

Amplified by the singing of mycelium

Includes me and all that I can see

Invites me to take a bow in awe

to all that is unseen—

To hope, for peace, in joy, with LOVE