Incense of Devotion

Incense  of  Devotion

Don Hynes  October 22, 2021

West of here a furious storm is hitting the coast

but the Salish is still calm, skies clouded over

with light rain falling. The birds are sheltering

as the tide continues its steady course,

old trees resting before the coming blow

with a deep quiet over the island.

Blessed be the peace of the silent earth,

the nourishment of falling rain,

the air that fills my lungs

and the daylight however dim.

The miracle of green grass

and cycles of the moon,

the creatures swimming

in the vastness of the sea

and the countless leaves

fluttering in forest height.

I write this poem to mother Earth, 

so patient with her careless offspring

and to father Sky who bears the seed

and lights our weary way.

Though many have forgotten,

we are star children of your family,

attendants at the sacred altar.

I light the fire this morning,

letting the smoke rise,

the incense of devotion

fragrance to the coming day.

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