Because I love my sister, the wind
and the way she shouts
and streams this way and that,
thumping on things,
shaking things around and up,
leaping this way and spinning,
laughing through the shimmer of trees,
peeping into the burrows of squirrels
and badgers,
I have decided to forgive myself
for everything, to let all remorse go
for everything I have done
and all that is yet undone,
every secret shame,
every true need and wish that has yet
to be fulfilled…
I let it go into a Greater Liberty
so I may feel my free sister
loving me, and pour my spirit out
to fly with her, to twirl in her
wild, innocent dance.
Because I love my brother, the Sun,
and the way he silently slips up
from the East to suddenly spangle
all waiting trees with warm beauty,
and how his everywhere golden fingers
caress all things without a care
about who is good or bad,
or about religion, or color, or preferences
or politics…
I have decided to love everyone
like they were my own child,
or brother, or secret sister,
or mother or father too.
I have decided to let Life’s own Light
arise over the eastern edge of my thoughts
and the dark rift of old feelings
to shimmer through every cell
of my living being
and through my eyes
to wrap all I see in a kind of golden
welcoming that may seep into some
secret corner, some small dark den
below their heart
and kiss God’s innocence
on its nose.
Because I love the teeming Earth
with her spangled colors, and swelling things,
buds and twigs, tendrils and tentacles,
claws and fur, wild eyes, fins and hoofs,
hoots and snarls, tweets and gruff varumps,
I have decided to love my own teeming body,
to allow every fertile feeling to freely arise
from my toes and happy, swelling loins,
through my tender belly and breast,
throat, face, arms and hands,
and for that same slow spirit that pours
out of trees to stream out my heart and head
and kiss the sacred wind of Life,
soaking sweetly with shouts of thanks
back into the great Ocean of unseen Light
that is our silent Mother and final, free home.