Wordless Wednesday: All the Water on Planet Earth
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All poems are meant to be spoken. And like all poetry, this is a spell. Gather with your loved ones and speak it — sing it — aloud. May our spells ignite and restore our devotion to our Mother. ~ B. In Praise of the Earth by John O’Donohue (1956 – 2008) Let us bless … Read more
Song of Beltane by the glorious Caitlín Matthews from Celtic Devotional: Daily Prayers and Blessings I am the calm, I am the quickening, I am the intoxication and the force, I am the silence, I am the singer, I am the stallion galloping to its source. I am the bright pavilion and the feasting, I … Read more
The Breeze at Dawn by Jelaluddin Rumi from The Essential Rumi, translations by Coleman Barks with John Moyne, 1995 The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don’t go back to sleep. You must ask for what you really want. People are going back and forth across the doorsill where the two worlds touch. … Read more
Desse Barama (Peace) by Hamza El Din (1929-2006) The world shines about me, luminous as the moon, smiling like a rose, and a sweet benediction flows through everything existing. How beautiful life is. I marvel at people who are not in love with life. You, my girl, are beautiful, and your beauty, like the beautiful … Read more
Psalm 111 from from Earth Psalms by Angela Magara Praise to Creation. Gratitude flows out of my mouth to dance with Songs of the trees. This world overwhelms me with beauty, Here balance sings in my blood. All who have joy in pleasure love the Earth, all her folds, all her ridges, all the scars, … Read more
A Prayer in Spring by Robert Frost Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year. Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by … Read more
The Humpbacks by Mary Oliver There is, all around us, this country of original fire. You know what I mean. The sky, after all, stops at nothing, so something has to be holding our bodies in its rich and timeless stables or else we would fly away. Off Stellwagen off the Cape, the humpbacks rise. … Read more
Some nights I stay up until dawn, as the Moon does for the Sun. I have lived on the lip of insanity, waiting to know reasons knocking on a door. It opens. I’ve been knocking from the inside. ~ Rumi