And the Ancestors Spoke


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And the ancestors spoke and said

“Child, find your voice”

“Do not sit mutely watching the world go by”

“Use your voice and remind the people of the price of silence”

The price of silence, they gave me to understand:

Injustices, heartache, pain on every level of one’s being

But I answered them, “I have not your strength, I am weak”

And that quiet voice I attribute to them wisely advised:

“Even an infant cries out for what it needs; even a child loves, if taught love”

And then I whined and rationalized and said again,

“I am not wise. I do not understand”

They answered, “Hear us, then, let us teach you …

Sit by the ocean, feel the moisture of the waves as the wind brings it to you

And the scent of the briny air

Walk in the forest feel the softness of the earth beneath your feet

Hear the birds sing and insects buzz

Go to the mountains and look up at the wonder before you

Feel its majesty and grandeur

Venture out into the dessert and on the sandy dunes feel the sun hot upon your skin

Visit the fields and meadows and dig in the soil for plants that nourish

And when you know the blessings of the earth turn and share them

As the wind brings moisture to the land, give drink to those who thirst

As the forest offers shelter, give shelter to those in need

As the mountains make us pause in wonder, give joy and wonder to those who despair

As the sun heats the dessert, bring warmth and compassion to those who are cold

As the fields and meadows offer sustenance, feed those who hunger

But most of all, feel, for when you feel deeply you will not turn from another in need”

And so, I found my voice, and though it may be soft and weak, I will use it here

Thank you, Ancestors

 

 

 

Tree knots


Butterfly on a log

Tree knots

That look like eyes

Are they watching

As we walk by?

Knots on trees

That have fallen

On the ground

A new home

For things that creep

And crawl among the loam

Knots that

When counted

Tell of age

And years

Living grain surrounds them

As they reach up to the skies

Whether upright

And standing

Or fallen

Upon the earth

Tree knots tell a story

Of the circle of life

Elders of the planet

Do you watch us on our way

You grant us clean air to breathe

And shade a sunny day

Give thanks

For the giants

And for the lowly bush

Green royalty

They give us

Breath and life assured

 

 

 

 

 

Unity Prayer


prayer

O God, Divine One, I prayed

Come, heal our hurting world

Ease the suffering of peoples everywhere

And the answer came

I give you two hands

Two hands to lift up

To help and heal

I give you two legs

To carry you where you need to go

Whether across the street

Or across the world

Two ears for listening

To all the cares and concerns

One mouth, one mouth only

To speak the truth

Two arms, two strong arms

To carry away the burdens you will find

In every corner on earth

I give one heart

One heart to each human being

To love

And to each one mind

Created to understand

And so I learned

We have everything we need

To heal this hurting world

To ease the peoples’ suffering

And when our hearts and hands

Are joined in sacred purpose

Hurts will be healed

Suffering will be eased

And we can be one

Divinely led

Unity

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I will not worry


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I will not worry

I will not fear

I will leave it all

In your care

Knowing that

Gentle Hands

Hold me close

A gentle heart

understands

Every need

Every desire

Every hope

and every dream

I will not worry

Upon your grace

I will lean

 

I want to join the caravan


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I want to join the caravan

To hug each weary soul

To give to all

food, clothes, and more

A safe place to rest from trials

I want to join the caravan,

Extend a welcome hand

I want to know them each my name

And not as illegal, fugitive, nor migrant

I want to join the caravan

And share what God has given

For I have been so richly blessed

Every moment I’ve been living

I want to join the caravan

For they know truth, not lies

They know the value of a life

They hear the people’s cries

I want to know the ones who walk

Trudging mile after mile

Though humble, weak, and destitute

They’re richer than they seem

For though they hold not earthly gold

They’re filled with hopes and dreams

And not with greed’s own poison

I want to join the caravan

And walk the weary miles

Each one offers a chance, you see

to walk the talk

And be not afraid

They may steal my job

Or pilfer my way of living

For the Divine has set us here

To be good to one another

I want to join the caravan

To know blessings once again

For as we sit in judgment here

And sneer upon the ‘other’

We dishonor the God we preach

And deserve not the name

Of sister nor of brother

I want to join the caravan

And find my soul again

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lost in the Story


Lost in the story

Of people long ago

In a century that’s past,

And the hardships they knew

Characters come to life

and seem so real

Yet, I know, it’s only history

Stuck in the past

not in a negative way

Just walking in their footsteps

Our ancestors, dear

those who came before us

And paved the way

I treasure their lessons

And freedoms, hard won

I’m lost in the story,

And the story’s not done

I will keep all their lessons

And pass them along

Wisdom and courage

And faith ever strong

I’m lost in the story

Allow me to linger

I’m lost in the story

And here I will stay

A Prayer for Strength


When the wait is long

And the hours slow

When we are in need of solace

And healing of the hurt

I beg you, come

 

When the unknown threatens to unseat our faith

And darkness cloaks the light

Remind us, Divine Creator

Of your power and your might

 

I pray for strength for me and mine

Carry us as we wait

Whether in the morning

Or when the hour grows late

We cannot know Your will, at times

Grant us Your gift of trust

Help us be patient as we contemplate the outcome

Help us know it will be all right

Whatever the day may hold

 

O Divine Creator, come

Deliver us from all fear and doubt

I beg You, please

Just come