November 14: Look

Look to the earth
The mud brown of tones
The green of spreading forests
That seems to stand alone

Look to the soil
And rivers coursing blue,
To pale moon tugging oceans wild
That opens up the sailor in you.

Look to the air
That is your very soul,
That moves the trees and sweeps the grass
That mends the broken into whole.

Look to a gentle heart
That holds enormous pain,
Look to the days of orange joy
And to the largesse of quiet rain.