Come, my friends.... Job's Prayer by Your Enchanted Gardener

Date:   1/11/2006 9:41:35 PM ( 18 y ago)

This is the third day of the New Year.

On the chair where Professor Szekely sits
his large spirit, I have taken out the Job's Tears book.

It is time to remember basics
that sustain me:

"Job's Prayer:

 "... And Every Living
Thing Turns out O.K."

Come my friends,
 let us make no more walls and fences.
Close your eyes.  Hold hands.
Let's make peace through asking,
listening, and affirming the Enchanted Garden
on Earth that exists deep, deep, within us.
May we open our eyes to peace as well,
use gardening tools to uplift each other,
spades to confirm peace visibly before us.

Come, my friends,
let us taste peace
in holy foods forever;  smell Peace
 in wild baby herbs planted
where unloved weeds grow;
hear and feel its ode to joy
from the mouth of Earth-like
 Angels as we dare to dance
 with water hoses.
Oh Friend--Sing me your heartfelt knowing
of an age of peace we begin growing again
in harmony with nature.
As we listen in compassion,
let's plant beauty
 and friendship that in making life
we draw holy presence into each of us.
Oh sacred child you are, freed,
restored, returned,
bringer of sunlight who found
a way to Earth, let us nurture
your Seed Dream in our shared garden.
Together,  let's make more fertile soil



 

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