Nature is a generous patron, and quite witty
She paints our world and makes it pretty
with a variety of colors, none like another.
Yet, each color is sister and brother
on the wide spectrum of light
which turns us away from night.
Not content to withhold her grace
She asks each of us to simply embrace
All the colors of our world,
all the joy her works unfurl.
She asks us to find our own space
among the wonders she has put in place.
Why must we believe in hierarchical hold
over all of creation when we know
creation is a manifestation humble and bold
of greater power than our own?
Creation is the hand of God
who needs no interlopers to command
what has already been put into a plan
to continue the life force falling from His hands.
No dominion then, an ancient view,
replaced by a single rule of egality
to love each creation as He loves you.
No dominion then, but brotherhood,
as Francis told the Assisi fold,
brother sun and sister moon
brother wolf and sister frog
brother lake and sister river
brother corn and sister clover
brother rock and sister sand
brother man and sister woman
brother children and sister aged
brother Muslim, Hindu and Jew
sister Catholic and Protestant, too.
No dominion needed here.
Brotherhood and sisterhood
held close and made dear.
Creation needs no dominion
to replace our fear.
Faith, hope and love makes this clear.
So preach to creation, but not of your rule.
Preach of your love and promises true
to protect and defend any and all
which is shared with, not given, to you.
Filed under POETRY
Grief is palpable
hearts made of soft wool;
natural,
real,
felted by tears,
made stronger,
tightening bonds
across miles
circumventing the globe.
Likes on the blog
string together the yarns
of hearts attuned.
We touch.
We share.
We still care
enough to like.
Enough to tell each other
You are heard.
You are loved.
You are heart
of my heart.
We are in this
together.
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