I seldom
Imagine you as you are
Running in streams and lakes
Gathering like family outings at sea
Drifting home to oceans
Arm in arm with sunsets
Waves kissing shores
Goodnight whispering
Sleep well on your
River beds of stone and coral reef
Mist rising heavenward
Dreaming of jellyfish and
Descending like dew at dawn
Water...
First Peoples say...
You are alive
You form a silver circle with Sister Moon
Mirroring stars who secretly lend us
Stardust embedded in our bodies so
We may shine from time to time and
Remember to gaze up on dark nights
Water...
First Peoples say...
You are alive
You carry messages from beyond
Sprinkling memory and magic and meaning
Watering a planet hungry for mystery and truth
Water...
First Peoples say...
You are alive
Spring
Summer
Fall...
Season following season
Generation following generation
A circle of life...
Closed to all but us
Living on this planet
You float up to sky father
Fall down like rain
Sinking like drops into the recesses of
Mother Earth only to rise again when
Called forth by the sun
Helping all things grow in the process
Water...
First Peoples say...
You are alive
So this morning
I kneel at your banks
Praying this prayer of peace
Permeates the molecules of your being
Spaces in between
Merging with all
Prayers of all ancestors...
As you rise again
Becoming clouds floating
Over mountain high and valley low
Over penthouse and hut alike
Over tree and wild flower and
Soil where oranges and dandelions
Sway in the wind
Naked limbs shiver in the cold as
Winter strips us of leaves and light
Chaos swirling all around us like a storm...
Even in this dead of night
May your peace fall like
Snowflakes no two alike tonight
On children dreaming of
Holidays and magic
Because
We all have been children dreaming of
Holidays and magic
So shower the gifts of abundance...
Food and medical supplies and hope
Coat city and village and town
Fill our hearts with
A memory of love
A deeper meaning of kindness...
So wherever we fall
Flowers may blossom like spring again
Returning year after year
Season after season
Generation after generation
A circle a
Rainbow of beauty and
Blessings...
Aché