Showing posts with label spiritual. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spiritual. Show all posts

Saturday, July 6, 2024

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



Thursday, November 10, 2022

Dove Wings

 

                                                                           Are we in a dream that thinks we are

a forest, or are we a forest that thinks it is

a dream?  Here below the greenery

the silent dove of my being reaches one feather out

to you.  Are we people dreaming we are doves,

or are we doves dreaming we are humans?

 

J. Pratt-Walter, © 2022