Meditation at the Church of Earth

Begin at the highest summit and think downward.

Above: light to dark and back. Within you, your animal-sized land

and sea. Life moves in your body in sentient streams.

 

Thank each plant for the treasure of oxygen.  Feel

the gifts of plants in the yielding corners of your lungs.

Thank each animal for the lessons it teaches.

Remember wildness rocking in the soul of the tamed.

Ease your attention to the workings of your heart.

Red springs of life-force whip through your blood;

you recognize life as belonging to all who inherit its alchemy.

Invisible birds move in your body carrying in their beaks

strands of connection between all things that cannot be cut.

 

Your feet send movable roots into the ground everywhere you step.

Down through each layer of the planet, time’s signature speaks.

You enter the ultimate deepness in Earth’s core, the bass roar of magma

shifting like a fiery herd of mastodons.

 

You know yourself to be as fragile as a filament of silk.

 

Jennifer Pratt-Walter, © 2024

To Mother Earth, Alleluia

Dear Mother Earth

Someday our souls will slip from life

like water off a swan

and I say Alleluia.

They say this is your day,

Earth Day

but I know each moment,

they all belong to you

and I say Alleluia.

Oh Earth, I feel the sharp song

of our connection. I feel

the spear of your heartache

and hurt, I feel green everything,

green-blue, green-gold, green-black.

Everything is alive all in

a tumble of miracles

and I say Alleluia.

And now, Holy Earth,

I see it:  our ways must cease.

We must surrender, closing eyes

and giving breath over to you,

always only you

and I say Alleluia.

J. Pratt-Walter, (c) 4/22/2020

50^th Anniversary of Earth Day

A Wet Unity NaPoWriMo #9

This everyday miracle

unites us all.  The river skips onward

but trades its wet song

with every cell in every life.

The whole sea is found

in a single drop:  Hydrogen, oxygen,

sodium chloride,

niched in every corner

we name “life.”  My tides,

your waves fall and rise

in this unity of forever

simmering here in the sea

of our blood.

J. Pratt-Walter  © 2020

Miracle

Everything cradled

there in the body’s night

can sense its own magnificence

if you remember how to gaze, creamy

and smooth, into the soul’s window.

Don’t be afraid to rove deeply 
into your own mysteries in

wonderment.

Know that you are a miracle

worthy of profound love

in how you give, walk,

listen, touch,

dream.

J. Pratt-Walter

© 2018