Emily Dobberstein

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"Eucalyptus Rain"

Originally published March 2018.

“Eucalyptus Rain”

Thunder breaks bones
Of body from slumber
They wake to the call
Of the wind

From leaves that sing
To the rhythm of rain drops
In a song of praise
Once again

Receive the rain
As a gift they tell me
Will you come and join
In the dance

Run and get drenched
In the mother of life
Let her wrap you up
In her hands

Open your pores
And drink until fullness
Then let the rest fall
To the ground

This is the way
It has always been done
Make sure there’s enough
To go round

We share with all
To keep balance and peace
What is given will then
Be received

Do not forget
Man is not the only child
In this planet-sized
Family

Most of your kind
Don’t know how to stop growth
They consume and consume
Til they burst

Their eyes are blind
To consequense of greed
We need you to help
Lift the curse

But where, I ask,
Do I begin to speak
When no one will hear
Little me?

How do I sing
When the world has lost its green?
In what do I choose
To believe?

Surrounded by scars
Of clear cuts and dug ruts
In earth’s guts oh God
It’s not fair

How will we heal
All the trauma we’ve caused
To water and land
And the air?

My voice is lost
The rain is now mist
Take in a deep breath
All is vapor

Break in the storm
I sit and do not speak
And through the silence
A whisper

Why did you stop?
The dance continues on
Do not let your grief
Rob your joy

Don’t get wrapped up
In the shadows of death
For though they are vast
They’ll destroy

Grief is a gift
Hold it with open hands
It will guide you on
To the Way

Don’t stop at despair
For restoration calls
Do not let today
Go to waste

Where to speak now
Is the question you asked
But maybe that’s not
How to lead

Actions are words
More powerful than speech
All gardens begin
With a seed

The land knows how
To heal but you must listen
And learn to work
As a team

Give, and receive.
Receive, and give again.
Reciprocity
Mends our seams

But for now, dance
The table is open
Please come and join
In the feast

The rain won’t last long
So come on sing your song
And relish this moment
Of peace.

 

by Emily Dobberstein

 


Cheers to the Journey, and may your Spirit always reside in a state of Wonder.

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