Blessing the Children
Blessing the Children
You are stardust and starlight
thick mud and lilac honey
twirling and tumbling, a rock polished in ocean waves
You are a prayer the earth sings to itself
You are a prayer
The curve of a wing turning in flight
The curl of a fern unborn
The spilled seeds, half buried
The turning strand of web holding drops
You are crystal waters moving over granite and tiny points of sunlight reflected in it
the glint in mountain air and the flashing eye of a mountain lion
You are a leaf rubbing bark
a spark swaying from burning cedar
a bubble rising in a turquoise pool
a yellow flower centered in a red cliff wall
Prayers of the earth singing your prayer
You are a prayer, I, the Earth, sing to myself
And this is how I will bless you
As the crescent moon holds the morning star
Your laughter blesses me
As river caresses rock
You are my prayer
As trees sing to the sun
I will sing for you always
When wind dances with clouds
I will draw your name on the dark underside of stone
And drum rhythms of peace in the bark of tree
So that you may put your
Your feet on the ground and your back against a tree
And listen to the chant of my heart
May the sun bless you with protection
May the moon bless you with understanding
May stars bless you with music
May rocks bless you with songs
May trees bless you with strength
May flowers bless you with sweetness
May rivers bless you with beauty
May the ocean bless you with abundance
May your ancestors bless you with skill
May the birds give flight to your dreams
May the butterflies bless you with kind words, right action and deep peace
Deep peace to you