Avalanche notice begins

a trickle

gently tickling sound,

high laughing lilt,

distant water whispering,

growing toward me from far distant past,

back in future imagination,

a growing conversation of lisping notes,

then voice,

then music rapping toward awareness,

suggesting something heading our direction,

moving faster now,

more articulately,

loudly confident,

claiming attention,

clanging toward total cooperative investment,

stretching gratitude toward breath’s tsunami

swelling across an evolutioning green vista,

uncovering our polycultured Home.