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A Covid poem... rewritten

I was recently at a fantastic retreat. And we did discuss the impact the COVID had on our lives. The leader gave us this wonderful poem:


May we never again

take for granted

A handshake with a stranger

full shelves at the store

conversations with the neighbours

a crowded theatre

Friday night out

the taste of communion

a routine check-up

the school rush each morning

coffee with a friend

the stadium roaring

each deep breath

a boring Tuesday

Life itself.


When this ends

may we find

that we have become

more like the people

we wanted to be

we were called to be

we hoped to be

and may we stay

that way - better

for each other

because of the worst


- Laura Kelly Fanucci.


I read it and also reflected on the ecological crisis. There is not going to be one moment, one time, one disaster that 'completes' the ecological crisis. It is ongoing, it peaks and falls like ocean waves. So I've written:


When we experience the worst

may we never again

take for granted

clean water to drink

clean air to breathe

healthy soil to grow food in

consistent seasons that we can rely upon for growth

unpolluted oceans for our fish to swim in

forests to capture excess carbon

insects

ice caps to reflect the light from the sun

wild animals to roam the continents

cooler weather for half of the year

fish and coral

convenience

Life in all its forms


When the earth heals

may we find

that we have become

more like the species

we need to be

we were created to be

we hoped to be

and may we stay

that way - better

for all of creation

because of the worst.




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