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8398In Praise of the Earth by John Donohue

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  • coronaborealis444
    Apr 22, 2013
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      In Praise of the Earth
       
      Let us bless
      The imagination of the Earth.
      That knew early the patience
      To harness the mind of time,
      Waited for the seas to warm,
      Ready to welcome the emergence
      Of things dreaming of voyaging
      Among the stillness of land.
       
      And how light knew to nurse
      The growth until the face of the Earth
      Brightened beneath a vision of color.
       
      When the ages of ice came
      And sealed the Earth inside
      An endless coma of cold,
      The heart of the Earth held hope,
      Storing fragments of memory,
      Ready for the return of the sun.
       
      Let us thank the Earth
      That offers ground for home
      And holds our feet firm
      To walk in space open
      To infinite galaxies.
       
      Let us salute the silence
      And certainty of mountains:
      Their sublime stillness,
      Their dream-filled hearts.
       
      The wonder of a garden
      Trusting the first warmth of spring
      Until its black infinity of cells
      Becomes charged with dream;
      Then the silent, slow nurture
      Of the seed's self, coaxing it
      To trust the act of death.
       
      The humility of the Earth
      That transfigures all
      That has fallen
      Of outlived growth.
       
      The kindness of the Earth,
      Opening to receive
      Our worn forms
      Into the final stillness.
       
      Let us ask forgiveness of the Earth
      For all our sins against her:
      For our violence and poisonings
      Of her beauty.
       
      Let us remember within us
      The ancient clay,
      Holding the memory of seasons,
      The passion of the wind,
      The fluency of water,
      The warmth of fire,
      The quiver-touch of the sun
      And shadowed sureness of the moon.
       
       
      That we may awaken,
      To live to the full
      The dream of the Earth
      Who chose us to emerge
      And incarnate its hidden night
      In mind, spirit, and light.
       
      ~ John O'Donohue ~
      (To Bless the Space Between Us

       
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