Wise Women

When the pines sway

to the rhythms of the winds

it is an interpretive dance

only wild women know.

Recalling a time almost forgotten

when the language was more familiar

a local tongue.

It takes a life times to know its alphabet,

its vowels or dialect;

yet when they speak to me.

If I listen,

my bones can understand.

2016 copyright by Katie Pifer http://www.witchpetals.wordpress.com

mount lemmon pines


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