Priya Logan writes, draws and wanders on the East Coast of Scotland with her family and small dog. She has been practising permaculture and working with birth since 2013 and loves plants, wild creatures and learning about creativity of all kinds.
There is no doubt
that if I stood here any longer,
in the dappled warmth
of a trillion trembling greens,
my toes would crawl into this earth.
of nourishing abundance
that know nothing
of the bounds of
glass bottles labelled c, e or d.
These arms would lift.
weaving toward sunlight.
Dancing to endless generations of birdsong.
Journeying © Priya Logan 2018