- eric aspen marley
After the Lightning

Dripping leaves
On morning trees
Tell staccato stories
Of last night’s
Stormy rite
“Did you see the lightning?”
Mother cedar whispers
To her saplings
Gathered ‘round
“Yet you are safe now -
The rowdy clouds have
Taken their party
Elsewhere
And we are tucked and fed
In Pachamama’s
Soulful bed
By those who went before
Nurtured from the forest floor
Our wise ances-tree
Whispers wisdom
While our roots
With Her
Commune.”
Excited birds
And the insect world
Awaken and hasten
The telling of a
Tale that’s older than time
And it is this:
A threat appears
Protection is proffered
Gratitude is granted
And the Life that survives –
Thrives.
--Eric Aspen Marley
September 1, 2019
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