Divine Design

 

She lets earthworms crawl in her, then lets them fertilize her.

       smells like soil just tilled.

       fosters growth of seeds we sow in her.

 

She chill us in her winds.

        brings us relief in her breezes.

        howls in the trees.

 

She burns blue where flames start.

       burns orange where flames stop

       cooks our food over embers glowing red.

 

She falls from sky.

       washes skin.

       quenches thirst.

She glistens, hangs,

       then cracks branches after freezing rains.

She ripples in streams.

      erodes jagged rocks into soil.

 

We sense her balancing the soil, air, fire, and water.

       foster awareness in the midst of her divine.

       cast one circle around each self and the four elements she designed.

       draw on the pentacle to guide and keep our destinies alive.

     

 

 --Sal Marici
            23 March 2006

 

 

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