Vancouver cut off from rest of Canada as deadly storm leads to floods
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)May your bed float and your ceilings be high.
May you prepare to teach how you vacate
terror, how you lend your spirit to vast
stormy skies, and how your love lends water
the power to lift cows and other life
up to hills where grass and grain awaits them.
How do you find words for your prayers? I think
you ask familiar elements what they
need to calm down; I imagine they know
you listen. They want you to translate their
terms so others will hear. You already
shout out our demons. What else can you do?
Feel our breaths spread the power of your poems.
Know your brief lines carry more light than tomes.
Susan, I am smiling so wide! This has to be my all-time favourite of your poems, and it means the world to me. I love every line, more than you can imagine. I hope my lines do carry some light, though it is harder to remember that during such times. I love the idea of speaking to the elements. Trouble is, I know what they need - the emissions lowered, and the news is full of how to keep pushing the pipeline through. Gah. Your poem made my day. Thank you so much for writing it and linking it at earthweal.
ReplyDeleteOh yes..every word...the spirit, the voice, the unity with all things nature... Sherry takes on more than her fair share and we owe her for that.
ReplyDeleteSo beautifully moving your well-wishes for a friend, and for the planet.
ReplyDeleteSo all that spiritual education and celebration has a purpose! I thought so. And who else to sing the story of this current inundation, that we may listen and leverage that music into our poems. Amen and good to see you at earthweal, Susan.
ReplyDeletea wonderful affirmative hand held out with your words
ReplyDeleteIt's good to be back, everyone. For a while there I wasn't showing up for myself. Thank you all, and especially Brendan and Sherry, for Earthweal.
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