Sun I ask you to fill me

to hold the birthing

of my Self onto the planet.

Birds, let me be, let me listen

I hear your songs

and learn to sing my own.

Worms, let me borough when I need to

into the cool mud, held by the Earth.

Grapes, let me see your beautiful vines,

intricately woven like the net of the cosmos.

Dolphins, let me embody love.

I pray I open my heart in compassion to those who

do not know better.