It went like this: the Earth invited; we waved our decline,
and generous Earth invited again. We began to believe
that it always would. What we desecrated today could be
salvaged tomorrow. Perhaps. We had looked in mirrors
and never once seen the beautiful everything, how it
interflowed: us, air, earth, and fire; the green vines growing
from our hearts, the moss covering our feet, the pulsing stars
shooting from our eyes, our eyes crying wild seas; our hands
sparking the minutiae of minerals, microbes, cells; our mouths
howling the wail of wolves, humming the river’s night music,
trilling birdsong through breeze; our ears’ recognition that every
sound echoed the cry of our hearts; our hearts’ joyful impulse
to unite, to eat and to feed, to transform together, creating now. We
could have spent life wrapped in awe, entering the intricate mystery
of webs, of self twined with other selves, breathing a universe.
Too late have we come to know the indwelling one is the outward
One, and that how we have loved the Earth is how we have loved
ourselves, the beautiful everything. We were misers, lost in darkness,
grasping for light, blind to the dazzling gold of everywhere wholeness.
A blessed Earth Day, every day.
If you have not heard or read the words of Robin Wall Kimmerer, I highly, highly recommend you do. Here is an essay from 4/20/22, published in Emergence Magazine, another source of wisdom I heartily recommend. https://emergencemagazine.org/essay/ancient-green/
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9 thoughts on “Out of Time”
Wishing you earth blessings today, too. Thanks, too, for sharing the story of mosses and the Skywoman. We must dance with her.
Oh, I’m glad you enjoyed Kimmerer’s writing; her books are very worn from rereading in our home! I appreciate your visit and comment. Gentle Peace to you.
Kitty, How beautiful. You are such an amazing writer. I read that and whispered a prayer that please, let it not be too late.
Thank you. ❤️
Thank you, dear one. I think it’s been too late for some time; our species continues to believe what it thinks of as progress (economic) is based on infinite resources.
But I think brilliant people all over the globe are working on adaptation, how humans will live through and—I hope—beyond these changes. And maybe become wiser. Xo Kitty
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I’m always hoping that somehow, someone is going to pull out a miracle. That maybe people will start to see that they have to change what they do, but yes, it often seems like an incredible longshot.
Beautiful lines with excellent photos thanks for sharing 🙂😊
Thank you for your visit and kindness. Gentle peace to you.
Oh, what a beautiful yet heart breaking piece of writing. How I wish things could turn around. Wonderful photos of your delightful wildlife and flora and fauna. Loved that essay and oh, look at those pups! That had me smiling. Love and huge hugs to all.xxx
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We are a heartbreaking species, that’s for sure.
Thank you for your kind comments, as ever. Your presence always comes with grace. We had such a lovely day in the canoe. And yes, our pups and cats rescue our spirits every day. But you know all about animals’ powers for such things. 💕 XO