Holy Places

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When, without will or reason,
memory retrieves the wild places, 
the earth images 
that anchor my heart;
fire regains its elemental power
fear awakens and premonitions,
when branches crack in the night.
Wind is louder in the treetops
the forest floor darker 
the sky a deeper blue.

Then I am alert, curious,
peaceful, solemn....
and mountains 
become holy places, again.