All things bright and beautiful
just outside my front door
the snail
ravaged, decimated, ate down to the stalks
my lilies...
I think they are lilies...
one after the other
while I was away... whatever,
they are mine...
were mine
and now only one is left...
They are of the earth,
these snails,
and tigers,
and brown pelicans.
They and those people
I don’t especially like
with political notions absurd,
even dangerous...
They are of the earth.
All of the earth.
“And all the earth is holy ground,”
she said.
“Everything and even more
...because
The Earth is the body of God.
and
before you dismiss
the idea
keep in mind
that all theology is metaphor,”
she said.
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