Poetry Month - Ojo Caliente

It is poetry month and so I will comply.

A couple of years ago I spent some time at Ojo Caliente in New Mexico. It’s a resort of hot springs, fine accommodations and good food. Soaking in a hot spring one afternoon, this poetic inspiration arrived.

Ojo Caliente

©2010 Rolland G. Smith

Earth's water rises from within

Releasing places that we’ve been;

Relaxing body, mind and soul

So once again the spirit’s whole.

Old mineral springs both hot and cool,

Emerge and flow to gentle pools

Creating balance ‘tween all things

For water’s sound lets nature sing.

The Posi Pueblo is nearby

Though gone and crumbled to the eye,

Yet ancient spirits roam the land

Anointing with the sacred sand.

I know there are the ancients here,

The kind that humans do not fear.

I sense their wisdom in this place

That benefits the human race.

When I am gone from here and earth

I’ll roam this land in spirit’s birth.

If mortal life returns to me,

Return I will on bended knee.