Invocation

Gaia,
you who cradle uranium and the rose
in your arms--
in this vast mysterious universe,
my very bones belong to you.

You witness my love affair
with the tall grass, wind, fox:
my senses--your holy communion.

I stand on your soil
in sunlight, starlight, moonlight,
rain, eclipse and earthquake,
offering a timeless prayer.

I walk in the spirit of you.
Earth. Mother, Ge.
I speak in your tongues.
I plant your seeds.

Attend my dreams.
Clarify my thoughts.
Inform my acts.
And every day at dawn,
seize my heart anew.

Claudia L'Amoreaux Fox