Mm...
Morning came

The rain has left the leaves shining
Mist hangs low above the ground
The torches died before the sunrise
No footsteps move around the shrine
A bowl lies broken in the mud
Red thread clings to a root
The circle from the night before
is filling slowly with rain

So quiet
So still
And yet...
nothing here is sleeping

Everything is holy now
The leaf
The stone
The blood
The rain

Everything is breathing now
Through root and wing
and bone
Nothing here is lifeless
Nothing here has ever been alone

A beetle crosses through the ashes
Mushrooms rise beside the shrine
Ants move underneath the flowers
left as offerings last night
Something small drinks from the water
gathered in a footprint
Something green has already opened
where the blood touched earth

Beautiful

Everything is holy now
The leaf
The stone
The blood
The rain

Everything is breathing now
Through root and wing
and bone
Nothing here is lifeless
Nothing here has ever been alone

There is no priestess by the altar
There is no voice beneath the trees
Still a little song is moving
with the insects in the leaves
It comes from nowhere I can point to
It belongs to no one mouth
Sometimes it sounds like one young girl
Sometimes...
like everything

In the branch
In the bone
In the water
In the worm
Alive
Alive
Alive

Once I said:
There is a god in everything

No
There is no "in"

The stone is holy
The wound is holy
The rot is holy
The mouth is holy
The living are holy
The dead are holy

Because nothing
was ever separate

Nothing here is lifeless
Nothing here is lifeless
Nothing here is lifeless
Every leaf
Every mouth
Every little god
Every nameless thing
Nothing here is lifeless
Nothing...

Everything is holy now
The mud
The teeth
The flower
The flesh

Everything is watching now
Through countless little eyes
Nothing here is lifeless
Nothing here was ever mine

Everything is holy now
No inside
No outside
No priestess
No forest
No god
apart from anything

Only breathing
Only changing
Only one
without a name

Nothing here is lifeless
Nothing here is lifeless
Nothing here is lifeless
Everything is holy now

We are still here