Praise to the Great Spirit, To the elusive Creator and sustainer Of all life on this planet, The Earth. We know that you are; You see that we exist! Have mercy on the living And even greater Mercy on the dead. Have mercy on all souls Of all creatures, created And sustained, throughout The universe, throughout The cosmic-body, the whole Miracle of life, the living Reality: the network-webwork Of infinite threads. We affirm your Being Through prayer And acts of beauty, Will you confirm The vulnerability yet tenacity Of our difficult becoming? As we speak to you In adoration, Will you respond to us Out of silence? As we draw near and familiar, Will you cross and end the distance Between us, replacing Separation with mending With healing? In praise we gather And nothing is hidden. Emerge from hiding And touch us With your divine tenderness. In tenderness Let our hearts and souls, Like nut fruits out of shells Be broken open, That we together May fall in love… outwardly. Praise – praise To the Great Spirit, To the Holy Person, Overseer of all persons; To the Holy Self, Who guides us with freedom To choose peace and justice, Not violence and vengeance; To choose understanding And compassion, Not ignorance, rage And blinding malice; to respect The Earth And protect from waste And unwarranted destruction The wonderment of abundance And the diversity Of our created home: third planet In the system of the sun. Have mercy on the living And even greater Mercy on the dead. Have mercy on all souls And bring us, with our Fears and shadows, our thirst And our hunger, our elders And our children Into the integrated Light halls of truth. Many are the paths To the center; many are the languages Of affirmative revelation. In praise we gather And nothing is hidden. Emerge from hiding And touch us with your tenderness: Your hands of intimacy Not the gloves of custom Not the fists of judgment. The root of all Belief is compassion. And tranquility is a garden Feeding the souls With evolution of freedom. There is a deep democracy Embedded in creation. This dream is dreamed By the One-Only-Holy The Many Named Yet Sacred Nameless. The root of All Direction is engaged compassion. And trust is a candle of Courage - beautiful - humble And as brilliant As new day sun. What democracy is Dawn to your soul? What awareness drums In the centerless-centering Circle of your heart? Praise To the Great Spirit, Now and everlasting. Have mercy on the living Sweet Dove of Now High Lady-Lord of Life And even greater Mercy on the dead Who walk behind us In cosmic Light Waves of memory Who live still In auras resplendent Of our human yet Hallowing Coming on.
written after 9/11/01; revised 9/10/11