Stewardship

to the All

were i to lose my self in
the jungles of my confusion
pull me from the tangled paths
grown thick with poisonous weeds
draw me to the living
blood streams of my ancestors
flowing across this bounteous land
restore to me the heat of my
Father Sun who
unceasingly caresses
the throbbing body of my
Mother Earth

grant me the loneliness of my
Sister Moon who cries endlessly
for her little sisters and brothers
out of reach within sight
wrap around me the stirring touch of my
Brother Wind who lifts all eyes
to the Sacred Center
that flowers throughout eternal eons

in my sacred space let me become shelter
and warmth for all the children
then at last, send the weightlessness of
my crumbled bones drifting
from the heights of granite spires
across the great plains to
the face of the deep waters

nourish all creatures with the weight
of my tears and the solemnity of my prayers
use every cell and atom of my being
in devotion and service
that i may return to the Fullness
from whence i came


- pb © september 2012 -

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