As the Plant world moves toward autumn sleep and winter regeneration
a global ceremony to honor our Plant relatives begins today. Join me and the
Organization of Nature Evolutionaries here
ONE is asking us to send notes of love and appreciation to the world of green growing beings:
Plant
Rivanna river bank,
damp earth a fecund womb,
gestates plant embryos
who dream of water
~ grace fallen from stars ~
who ache toward sun’s warmth
~ his sovereign ascendency ~
Plant ancestors live
through our cycles
moon to moon
blossoming, fruiting,
seeding, resting
We are kin
to seductive honeysuckle
unfurling first leaves,
opening blossom’s fertile whorl
into crimson dawn light.
Kin to masting beech trees:
sisters, cousins
who together as one
launch their precious young,
making forests fill with music.
Nuts cascading from upper stories,
squirrels gathering,
gossiping amid leaf litter
Kin to blackberries who open
their taut, sweet fruit
into lustrous solar face.
As they turn toward sleep,
we turn toward gratitude.
Beech trees do not fruit yearly or biennially. By a mysterious communication,
beeches in an entire bio-region will set, mature and launch their fruit at the same time: mast-fruiting.
From my book of earth poems, A Litany of Wild Graces ~ Meditations on Sacred Ecology
Forward Wild Graces to a friend
There they’ll find Nesting Circles of Belonging ~ Family, Nature and Cosmos.
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