Solid extensions, air we breathe

there are saddles between hills easy to access in a days walk where trilobites litter the surface of the ground, reminders of when this land was seafloor, untelevised courage now taking refuge as more tests are conducted and determination becomes the watchword, let these challenges stack upon each other like layers of limestone in little elk creek canyon, the yellow gates, the red gates, the white gates, lost on sectarian roads by legal restrictions placed around this peripheral destination, all moments lead to your wise direction, breaking wild turkey bones with me again, another meal in the long grass when evening approaches, breeze kicks up, dervishes place their bets on whose back will grace the earth and whose will be suspended in the sky, or will our tumbling flight yield no pattern, will our compositional grace factor out all opposition and prematurely lift us, ascent into black hill haven through some gap in time, which creatures are these who stand before the raft, such a small lake and yet the wind has disturbed its surface beyond any capability of reading your reflection, you stand still now, coming into your own image in a bath of silver, lightened registrants along the shore flanking you, ready to take that dive when nothing else seems to matter, we all join with you now, there is no break in unity, no loss of focus on this regal prize, your life is a cup of gold filled with essential blood, your hands hold the body of christ, share it among us, let us feel the weight and curry your favor, dance with our hearts beating your purpose, we will, we want and we will, be your foundation, your four walls, your roof and windows, you have everything you need in this family, all in love, all in truth, another season is turning, that key is in your hand.