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Who Will Save Your Soul
Didn't walk five miles per hour this morning Barely three For little more than two Slow enough to feel the sun Touch me Through tall tree shadows Stretched over the trail Slow enough to feel Loved and protected So, why doesn't everyone Old man on a Harley At the trail crossing Too tough to smile, good day Like I did, when I stopped for him Motorcycles, guns and trucks Don't compensate For what it takes to be a man And that's what she was trying to say About the masculine energy Being all she felt I stop to watch a woodpecker Banging his head against an ancient tree Sigh I see Jewel singing at Woodstock 1999 "Who will save your soul If you won't..." And that's just it You won't I ponder what heals Just being here In the North Country So easy You don't even have to water your lawn And the Black River is big and loud But gentle as a dove At the end of the path Leading down to its shore Beach gravel crunches It spreads wide and runs still here Across the water a lone fisherman In a yellow boat I'd like to be him Always found comfort here If I am here Not just passing through As I most often do I might need a hit of acid Once in a blue moon To rewire my brain Around the guilt, loss, and shame But listening to rivers, trees, birds and sunshine Usually heals whatever hurts Why not everyone We can only wish She was right about the energy We can all be in tune If we just--will There are trails where I live That soothe the soul Lost and forgotten Guess I had to come here To find them Sigh
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