In the Beginning: In Praise of Nature

Nature’s speech will be listened to
eventually, when we learn to hear
again. We will learn to hear
the rocks, as we hear the water
falling on the rocks. That sound.
My god, in the beginning
was that sound, defiled in mimicry –
but words don’t have to hurt.
I say this like a prayer and reach
for water that is cool and babbling
eternally in universal tongues.