CLIMATE

We are of earth and heaven, stems of nature herself, and were born of ancestors who knew how to read the sky for omens. Ancestors who sailed across oceans following constellations as paths. Ancestors who could hear and sing a river’s song as a prayer. Ancestors who knew who they were and who they were not. Ancestors who knew that there were forces bigger than ourselves who needed honoring. If we once again honored our animacy who might we become?