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The Great Mother

06 Saturday Sep 2025

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I’m going to see the Great Mother today,
I’m going back to my birth.

I’m going to dance on her rocks today,
I’m remembering my worth.

She reaches into the sky with magma fire,
Cools and calms alike—

I dance across her trails the Army Corps made…
Some race by in a bike.

I love to see her curls in bark, the trees
never dead in their lines.

Great Mother, solemn loving earth, I hear
a bird call and am fine.

I love your hair and warmth, you greet
me by the stream.

I take a picture with your column shadows;
your truth it seems!

To lie in your bosom eternally, to fire
Up to see you true—

Is to truly live between the grinds of city
lies, forgetting just who…

Who is my Great Mother, the spirit
of earth formed;

My wife and brother, family all around
the rocks you warm,

Truth abounds in your skin adorned;
Great Mother!

Thank you. There is in fact, no other.

Prayer for Donald Trump

26 Tuesday Jun 2018

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God,

Love Donald Trump and all
his supporters more now than
ever!

Grant us all peace.

Especially the deceived, the lost;
the hateful and the spiteful.

Help all to know that fear
and weakness is at the core of hate
and violence.

Grant Love in the place of fear.

Help us to conquer self-will, to
replace it with your perfect design!

God bless Donald Trump.  Replace
the coldness with warmth, the
indifference with care, the golf
balls with real testicles, real feeling

and loyalty not among men and
women but to You and the teachings
of your Son, the native Great Spirit.

Forgive Trump his sins.

Forgive his supporters and their
neglect of traits like humility and
brotherly love needed to gain Heaven
at the end of this earthly walk.

Infuse Trump with your godly love
and spirit, one day at a time, so
that he may transmit that love to the
forty percent of Americans, ninety
percent of Republicans, who would
seem to follow sickness into the jaws
of death, a Klan rally, the pit of hate
we had thought demolished with
V-day 1945, and the founding of
the United Nations, soon after its
statement on human rights, Eleanor
Roosevelt a believer in peace, JFK
until his death, a final thought for
CIA who killed him.

Amen

We’re All Up Here

25 Monday Jun 2018

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At that time the disciples came to Jesus
and asked, “Who, then, is the greatest in
the kingdom of heaven?”
He called a little child to him, and placed
the child among them.  And he said:
“Truly I tell you, unless you change and
become like little children, you will never
enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore,
whoever takes the lowly position of this child
is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.
And whoever welcomes one such child in
my name welcomes me.”

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Jesus touted children.

Painted life a journey to discover
the one within us;
when discovered, ahh!  There you
are.  Like a Moana song, there
is your path, your best you…

Heaven.

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Native Americans often pointed
to elders, at the other extreme.

Kids could not talk in groups; elders
with priority.

Shhhh.  We listen.  Listen to God,
the Great Spirit through an effort
at silence.

Breeze through trees, the leaves
a dance against the face of
wisdom, yielding a trickle-down
Reagan and Bush would envy.

The peace of streams.  That and more
we left behind when we sold all
to build our cities.