Ringing Cedar
The earth is a living being
peopled by trees.
Put your hand on the trunk
of wise Grandfather Cedar
and listen, as he teaches you
how to live
with the natural world,
how to learn from it,
speak to it,
co-exist with it,
with respect,
doing no harm.
Listen to
the song
of this old tree,
transmitter
of cosmic energy,
source of our
very breath.
Always remember:
We are water.
We are air.
We are trees.
The Ringing Cedars of Russia,
deep in the taiga,
when they reach
a venerable age,
begin to ring.
They are asking humans to use
their stored-up energy
for the benefit of mankind.
If their call is not answered,
they begin to burn from the inside,
much as we do,
when our gifts
are not received.
much as we do,
when our gifts
are not received.
Place your hand on the trunk
of Grandfather Cedar.
Ask for his blessing,
his forgiveness
for our being so slow
to awaken.
Listen to his song,
and remember:
We are water.
We are air.
We are trees.
Posted for Bjorn's prompt at dVerse: Under the Canopy - to write about trees. The story of the Ringing Cedars of Russia, and the eco-villages spread across Russia (and even parts of the USA), inspired by the series of books by Vladimir Megre, has always fascinated me.
