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When we raised our heads

the sky broke apart

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 bears

pacing around us

watching our eyes

and we threw off our stilts

and danced around the fire

till Gaia was smooth and warm.

And in the circle of creatures

we remembered their names.

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(c)  1995,  2017  Betty Hayes Albright

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So, in Alaska it’s okay once again to murder wolves in their dens (even when they have pups), and to shoot bears from helicopters.

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I’m re-posting this old poem again, in protest of a recent decision by our new “leader”, and wondering what will be next. Backwards we go…..

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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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(Reposted from September, revised)

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When we raised our heads

Gaia, Detail

Gaia, Detail (Photo credit: Artful Danni)

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,  2012  Betty Hayes Albright

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Epoch – 2011 posting

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 in circles,

watching our eyes.

And we threw off our stilts

and danced around the fire

till Gaia was smooth and warm –

and in the circle of creatures

we remembered their names.

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(c) 1995, 2011 Betty Hayes Albright

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