Sacred seeds
I don’t want to neglect you, Mother; I want to revere you, Brother. Sing this song of sadness That’s rising in my soul. The violence has gone on too long — Where’s it coming from? We say it’s too hard; We say we’re not strong; […]
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Little pebbles
These pebbles I hold in my hand; Our inheritance, Your covenant with us. Your message that we still belong And partake in the beauty of this world. For millennia, my ancestors sat on these shores And gazed out on these horizons. Beside us, you sat; […]
She speaks
The fire burns again in the mountains, Consuming tree, charring land. Animals flee its tempestuous march; The stillness of the hills erupts into Roar and shriek, Wail and crackle. “What have we done to deserve this?” The people plainly ask. “Have we not given the […]
There’s no line in the soil
My battered, broken body
Cast upon the dirt.
Side-by-side green shoots spring up;
Ants busily move their young;
A seed-shaped beetle plods onwards.
Earth receives all, transforms all, gives life to all.
With effortless unity
A million tiny lives entwine,
All encompassed in the great dance.
You ask me to take my knife
And cut a line in the soil
To separate this from that,
Ant from flower, man from tree—
But it cannot be done.
With inconceivable subtlety
The web of life weaves on;
Not even a speck is left out.
Everything has its time and its place.
The chattering mind falls silent
And is humbled.
Sacred seeds
I don’t want to neglect you, Mother; I want to revere you, Brother. Sing this song of sadness That’s rising in my soul. The violence has gone on too long — Where’s it coming from? We say it’s too hard; We say we’re not strong; […]
Unfurling
Twisting tendrils creep through space; Unfolding, unwinding into grace. A gentle murmur, then bucks and curls; The lace-like mist in sunlight unfurls. The resonant silence holds its spell; A patient waiting that knows me well. In fleeting moments a melody sounds — The beckoning call […]
Taste of the Day
Chattering thrum of insect song
As solstice day draws to dusk.
A heartfelt sorrow leaves its trace —
Bitter musk upon the face;
Stomach yearns for sweeter tastes.
And I have shared in fullness too —
A happiness no more waiting
For the next day’s making;
A hearty laugh for vain failed schemes
Which ever were such ephemeral dreams.
Returning
Slowly, slowly your warmth seeps into me, The softness of your touch surprises me Into silence — I have no words to express my sense of amazement, To express my astonished gratitude. I have come to these hills with a busy mind And your palm […]
Thoughts on nature connection
I have been pondering for some time the question of what nature connection really is and whether being in a specific place is necessary to “do it”. Whilst a vibrant wilderness is undoubtedly the most supportive place to get in touch with the natural world, […]
Nature: A brief communication
I go into the forest,
Hands contorting, yearning for the sky;
Body writhing, tongue twisting.
Like a lost child or a forlorn lover
I ask the trees and the dirt and the musky brown earth,
“How can I be with you?
How can I stay with you?”
I kneel in longing and prayer for some time
The burning in my chest —
Longing for an answer.
Silence reigns
And I wonder if today is not the day.
Then a moment of tender intimacy strikes
And the wind whispers in my ear,
“I am here for you, in you,
In so many ways!
I support you wherever you go,
From cradle to grave, throughout your days!”
Seeking the Beloved, I am found.
It is not we who must reach out and touch God,
But surrendering in grace, we fall in trust
Into the embrace of the limitless ground.
Four Questions
Is it somehow so complicated? Have I been fed stories Which rebel against the raw, immediate warmth Of my breathing body, And tactile skin? Are we so divorced from simplicity By dreams of grandeur? Man, standing mighty, Lord over all, and conqueror, Giving birth to […]
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