Spirit of love
That flows against our flesh
Sets it trembling
Moves across it as across grass
Erasing every boundary that we
accept
And swings the doors of our lives
wide---
This is a prayer I sing:
Save our perishing earth!
Spirit that cracks our
single selves---
Eyes fall down eyes,
Hearts escape through the bars
of
our ribs
To dart into other bodies---
Save this earth!
The earth is perishing
This is a prayer I sing.
Spirit that hears each one of us,
Hear all that is---
Listens, listens, hears us out---
Inspire us now!
Our own pulse beats in every
stranger's throat,
And also there within the flowered
ground beneath
our feet,
And---teach us to listen!---
We can hear it in water, in wood,
and even in stone.
We are earth of this earth, and we
are bone of its bone.
This is a prayer I sing, for we have
forgotten this
and so
The earth is perishing.
~~~Barbara Deming~~~ |
