Earth, I have chosen to be with you here, now…
Because I love you.
I am bound to you, free.
You provided everything that was born
into my beloved mother’s body to live in this world.
And she in turn bore me from her/your womb.
And everything that I am, here… now…
All this me, this me-ness.. is actually…
A gift from You.
For all the times I have traversed this soil-crust that is your swollen fertile belly.
With the thought-maddened brow of an artist,
or the grace-glowing flushed red cheek of a carefree child,
For all the good and misdeeds passed from which I learned and experienced,
and all through which you supported me unfailingly
to this here and now Outcome,
this Sacred Space I now co-create with You…
I say now:
Have all of Our Parts come together.
mothers, fathers, siblings all,
Love-lorn winged of the air,
and the bowing stems that wreath the valley
below wind-swept sentinel trees.
Take the filament of Love that we have grown and groomed so long…
And let me set it alight within my heart
as sheer awareness of you, Dear Earth,
so long neglected under my soles…
Let me cast all memory into the wind,
and set alight a remembrance of you when I first came forth
on that brilliant Dawn Before Time Ever Existed.
You there, ever holding up my lineage,
whilst I sit upon my ancestors’ shoulders…
Let me embody this filament
streaming from your core
coursing upward through this crystalline body,
shot into Infinity
to those other places…
Where I co-exist
as a mere pollen speck
on a butterfly’s nectar-yearning tongue…
or a as a distant star-sprite’s hope for peace
in a Place like this here…
Here, where we can share the Magnificence
of the everything that
you are I am we.
All entwined yet unfettered
for the place your warm breath may blow us together…
Thank you, thank you Earth.
Lake George 1857 | John W. Casilear
© 2016 John Helios / Helios Journal