I offer now bread, red fruit, red wine
To life:
To the dreamers, planters and gatherers,
to makers and unmakers, the innocent and the wise.
To the inarticulate, lost, hungry, and fallen,
to every transparent lover
wandering these grey bardos in their solitude.
Come to the table, all.
Here is a rich conversation harvested from the last living garden.
A dappled pear, an apple, a pomegranate.
A butterfly in it's chrysalis, winged, moist,
The wheat has new life in it yet.
The blessing will still be given.
2005
1 comment:
i got goose bumps reading this invocation..its beautiful and matches the season and my feelings..i love the site...and the story of your new home..id like to visit truth or consequences this winter....what a remarkable artist you are
i hope you are well love to you inanna
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