Coming to the end of the year and I'm feeling the need for an incantation.
May next year be a better one. For all of us.
* * * * *
Oh, Creator of
all elements
all molecules
all compounds
whose electron shells
divert energy from the Sun
in a marvelous cascade
through chlorophyll
through rubisco
through cytochrome
and others I can no longer remember,
through organelle structures
fashioned from spare parts,
from assimilated invaders
passed down through time
from the Mothers
to me
(among others.)
I beseech you, with all the energy granted
to me –
approximately 100 watts
they say, more or
less if I am not thinking
about much
on my second day of break
after a long and grueling fall,
especially as I soak up
some of that energy
stored in the wood
burning quietly
in the woodstove,
and especially
as I have entered my seventh decade
piloting a body
that has sprung a few leaks
and resists caulking,
whose speed in the race has diminished,
whose decks need more
frequent swabbing,
whose barnacle encrusted
rudder makes avoiding
storms
more difficult.
May this year
bend toward warmth
toward kindness
toward justice;
may it
require
less energy
to maintain the heat
of the soul.
For my sake
and ours.
Let
it
be
so.
– steve peterson
Amen and amen.
ReplyDeleteFingers and toes crossed.
DeleteMy wishes are yours, Steve. Though I'm no longer teaching, I am trying to support teachers any way I can during this most challenging year. Hoping for better!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your support! And thank you for stopping by to comment!
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