As I behold your gifts of beauty, gentle earth . . .
my soul sings out with praise, Creator God.
~ Anna Lin
“To lie with my back flat on the fragrant ground is to receive a transfusion of the same power that makes the green blade rise. To remember that I am dirt and to dirt I shall return is to be given my life back again, if only for one present moment at a time.”
~Barbara Brown Taylor, from Leaving Church
Teach us, Great Spirit,
To walk the soft earth
As relatives of all that live.
~ LAKOTA PRAYER
From whence my hope, I cannot say,
except it grows in the cells of my skin,
in my envelope of mysteries it hums.
In this sheath so akin to the surface of the earth
it whispers. Beneath
the wail and dissonance in the world,
hope’s song grows. Until I know
that with this turning
we put a broken age to rest.
We who are alive at such a cusp
now usher in
one thousand years of healing! Continue reading