(re-post)
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When we raised our heads
the sky broke through
and we saw God.
We stood on stilts
and remembered our names.
But then we saw gashes
in the garden below
and heel marks
from heavy boots.
We saw wolves and coyote
pacing around us,
watching our eyes.
And we threw off our stilts
and danced around fire
till Gaia was smooth and warm –
and in the circle of creatures
we remembered their names.
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(c) 1995, 2014 Betty Hayes Albright
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