THE WILD THINGS
Oh Great Spirit I am praying
That these words fly like the arrow
To the hearts of those who listen
To the pleas that I am making,
May these words awaken humans
To Your love for all my kinship,
For we all are Spirit’s children,
We are family through Earth Mother
We are each Creator’s sibling,
Some with feathers, some with scales,
Some with tails that wag in pleasure,
Some with warnings “Keep Away!”
Some with fur, some with colors,
Some with short lives, some with sweet song,
Some are swimmers, some are crawlers,
We are all Great Mystery living.
We make prayers to You in our tongue,
When we bark and howl by moonlight,
We believe Your words of wisdom,
When we swim upstream in season,
We have heard Your voice within us,
Saying fly south for the winter,
Through the rocks and leaves and strong winds,
We can feel Earth Mother living.
We believe the way You made us
Was Your way to show we’re special,
None are greater, none are lesser,
Just a spirit with Your blessing,
Now Earth Mother bears the scars
Of a mother losing children,
From the lodge within my heart space,
Hear these prayers for the wild things.
~ Boe Many Knives Glasschild
Tribal Member of the Great Choctaw Nation of Oklahoma
http://www.animalchaplains.com/BlessingsforAnimalsandCaregivers.htmlWe do not deserve the beauty we have been given.