Music by Kailash
God loves my body like he loves the stones and the sea and the wind.
My body is of the earth and earth shall reclaim it.
And my soul is of the sea and rain; the earth and sky.
And my spirit is of the winds and the heavens,
and is longing to be poured through my soul and body into the earth
to bless the peoples and animals and birds and land.
I felt the ancient stones commission me to sing their stories.
And the sea silently said, 'Sing my wild beauty and my mysteries.'
And the earth said, 'Sing my roughness and my dark moistness.'
And the sky said, 'Sing my freedom!'
And through them all the deeper silence sounded
— and that was the voice of God!
So I pressed my flesh into the moist grasses
and rubbed my bones against hard, ancient stones
until my body melted into the opening earth
and my life force passed into her.
And she was full of voices — an endless dialogue
between the long dead and the holy ones who shall never die.
And the earth cried out when she felt me touch her...
And her cry was a dim echo of a higher cry
coming down from some golden light in the still center of the sky.
Poem ©1994 Blake Steele
Art © 2010 Blake Steele
Art © 2010 Blake Steele