Do you sense it?

A sunbeam from the setting sun passes through trees with no leaves in an autumn forest against the backdrop of a blue sky

Did you hear that?
The whip-poor-will,
hidden in your heart,
singing a song of warning.

Did you smell that?
The south wind,
your exhalation,
fueling stronger storms.

Did you see that?
Glimmer of light
shining silently
on the horizon.

Did you taste that?
Mni, life-giving water,
moving through you now
like a watershed.

Did you touch that?
Manoomin, wild rice,
bowing in reverence
as it grows on the water.

And do you sense the new way
inviting us again
into the joyful murmur
of partnership?