Life is Sacred

Life is Sacred

On earth, men live and breathe.

While the earth floats like a mote

of dust in the galaxy.

Men marvel at the rising and

setting of the sun; the moon;

the beauty of the stars in

the indigo sky.

Earth is where we dream; where,

we live, love, and die; witness

a baby's birth; listen to its first

cry_ listen to a mother sing

a sweet lullaby. Carl Sagan

There was a time when the holy ones

walked among us, and the waters

ran fresh and clear_ when the

fields were full of flowers

and honey bees.

When the air was fresh and

clear_ all life was

sacred.

Man has drifted afar: How long

can he shut his eyes, his ears?

When did Man decide he no

longer cares? It seems he's forgotten all that he once held dear.

Forgot his mother, father, neighbor,

lover too: Forgot the soft rains

of spring_ of young children

running barefoot on the

grass on a lazy summer

afternoon.

Earth is where sacred things happen:

Heaven is all around us, but who will

re-awaken man - remind him 

of this?  Man needs reminding

many times - in many

ways that  Earth is 

the place where 

sacred things 

happen.

Out on the plains, the deserts, 

the mountains and here_ 

by the water's edge

Earth is Where Sacred Things Happen

Rachel Wolff - 2010

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