Thanksgiving

Into my heart
I seek in prayer
To be awake
To be aware
And on my path, in this maze
I open wide my soul to gaze.
Oh blessed life, sacred Earth,
Gaia’s children, Arise! Give birth;
To the beauty that weaves within,
The Soul, the heart,
The laughter with each awkward start.
Arise from the depths of sorrow born
For all those tortured, we now mourn.
The well that’s carved within our being
Is as essential as the grass is green.
From years of ignorance we swear
To rise again, more aware.
Oh Great Spirit, Goddess Divine
Show us our paths, open our minds
To new ways of being,
New ways to be,
Together on Earth
Loving and Free.
I pray for all souls
Happy or sad,
Healthy or ill,
We all must be led
By our compassion within
To accept the unknown,
Our differences rejoiced,
Our commonalities owned.
It seems clear that our lot is not one of peace
For hatred reigns deep in the minds of the weak.
Strength lies in loving, this is our task.
Easy to blame, forgiveness our test.
Tolerance come forth! Hide not in the clouds -
Clear the mind and lift the shrouds.
What lies ahead not one of us knows,
Our world is uncertain as the wind blows.
With storms raging violent within and without,
What hope do we have? Can we stand devout?
Tune into your heart,
Feel your gut rise and fall;
With each breath we create
Well being for all,
For who we all are, whom we can be,
For now and forever,
Children Loving and Free.