Where We Are
 
By Kate Gray

The river says a prayer for all that’s gone.
The sky praises the sun for rising.

The earth aches on its axis, and its creak is a song.
The night murmurs and moves like a dog dreaming.

Wherever we step out of the wind, whatever we do
to build fire, we are not alone.

The limbs of the birch greet us with tapping.
The geese write our name in the sky.

 

 

 

Kate Gray is the author of three poetry collections and a novel, Carry the Sky
and is currently working on a new novel set in the McCarthy era.
Kate is also a writing coach.