I seat an egg cockleshell
miles from it’s home,
where waves of grass abound
instead of water.I deposit it lightly
where branch once protracted
from trunk rooted deeply underground.“It’s a treasure,”
I whisper to my darling sister tree.
“Hold it safe for seeker to find.”And I’ll return someday,
in hope to behold idle womb
as I confer a new wonder to tarry.
You are ordained by your creation
from our Holy Singularity,
cosmos infused with
each microscopic particle,
each microscopic particle
of You that is part of me
and you and you and you
and every…thingUnder sun’s brilliant rays,
heat warms, gives life,
we burn with passionBy moon’s radiant glow
we rest, we must rest without
fully knowing, releasing to allWith song of owl, wisdom
fills our empty space as
each sorrow is liberatedAlong wolf’s path
patience learned,
faith in oneself
and strength in packOn our bellies slide with
snake closest to Earth,
bendable, lithe to protuberanceAbreast of fox who plays in grasses
yet hears, knows one must be
aware of that which no longer servesCrow glistens black
against crystalline blue,
we honor, hold one another deeply,
mourn our losses, never forgetFlowing with water
we make our way
silver threads encircle
Earth with lifeStand with preeminent tree,
together roots dig
into Earth entwinedAnd gaze above,
see our infinite selves,
stars, galaxies boundless,
yet bound to one anotherWe are ordained, simply by our Creation.
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Author’s Note:
Full Moon blessings.
Munay,
Lexanne
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