Our Mother
Who art our earth
Hallowed be your resources
May you flourish more
May we honor your wisdom
As we see it in nature
Thank you for our daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses against you
As we recognize they trespass against us too
Let us avoid the temptation of exploitation
Let us be delivered from unwise practices
For you are our home
Yours is true power
In you we should glory
Forever and ever
So be it
Month: March 2022
I Beg To Differ
Today is not
the first day
of the rest
of my life.
Today is not
the last day
of the best
of my life.
Today
is simply
now.
Just now
That mystical
Magical
All of my life.
The Kingdom of Heaven
The church’s Sequoia
I cannot climb
Its towering branches
Block the sun
Its massive trunk
I cannot hug
On the dry ground beneath it
Nothing grows
BUT
The Christ’s mustard seed
I cup in my palm
Careful not to blow it away
I cradle it
Trusting not to lose it
I bury it in my soul’s rich soil
Soon, by the grace of God
I nest in its low branches
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