A Prayer for the Earth

Holy Sepulcher,
We cling to thee with ever a fond recall ...
We pray for your wellbeing today and call upon those beings
To whom your passage is entrusted,
To protect well our advancing Planet, and keep her safe.


We call too, into the realm of Men,
That they may tend to her lovingly and take heed of her wisdom,
For good hygiene is good ecology,
And good ecology subsists the continuance of much dear life and lives.


We thank thee for your being,
And your vast and welcoming comprehension of us;
And we pray for your happy continuance, furtherance and evolvement.


Dear Father, we ask you to remember our Earth,
That she shall be protected at all times from harm and disease.
We pray that you will grant her continuance in this fine effort,
And value her being, as we who gather unto her, most certainly do.
We are committed to her concerns,
And pledge to defend her where needed.
We ask you to never forsake this precious planet,
And all of her relatives.


Amen

A Prayer for the Sun-18th May 1993

To the Natural Order,

To the Power which excels

Each bud and leaf, each sprout and propulsion,

Each umbrella of growth, change and re-growth -

May we meet with you,

That your wisdom infills us and speaks to us of life.

We cherish this meeting,

We truly celebrate this moment,

As grand and gracious, the lady comes,

She who inspires life manifest.

We look to rebirth, reorder and renewal,

And compose ourselves in gratitude

For an ever replenishing new order.

We thank thee Sun, for your being.

AMEN

Destiny’s Trek throughout Soluble Time- 1993

Pacing the agonies,
Commanding a mulish swagger;
Impartial to the politics of an undecided fate -
So loved by nurturing attendants proud;
The infant-Man requests his pack;
Contests the value of provisions had,
And gnaws the remaining wisdoms back.


With a staff to make steady,
Engineered from the wood of an upright post,
He is now to be ready
For exploration as is never known.
The nausea of failure's bin
Shall not happen upon him,
The commonplace man.


The poison of the stinging rebukes halts not
The forward-stepping saint
Who contrasts mightily
The hapless doughty,
And the stumbling formation
Which drags at the consul.

Think not that any praise be sweet,
Or more complete than true reward:
For tokens shine as light on water
Whilst cordials drawn
From effort's elixir
May hush the frenzies
And appease the ceaseless fervor. 

Not one thing stops,
In this shifting design.
This God-inspired life
Allows no denial
Or camouflage
Out from this continuance.
If this spinning top stops
We all stop,
And as Life mystifies
It has not the wherewithal
To turn back upon its own.


Step forward with courage
Into Future's embrace,
For there in the alcove
Sweet accompaniment waits;
With guiding hand and
Love's shining face;
For this is the Present
Endowed in the Future.

A Prayer for Wellbeing

Our Father, our Christ, our Heavenly Legions,
We call to You this moment on behalf of all that is wanting and without.
We know of Your tender Mercies, and we know also how You wait,
Held back, like a beggar at Your own door -
That hearts may once again be open to receive You.


We pray today for each one who suffers, be them adult or child,
On Earth, or on the threshold.
And we urge that each be brought sweet comfort and relief,
From whatever tortures they may endure.
And we pray also, that we too may be keen and quick to soothe,
To comfort, to remedy an ill, where possible.


May we be Your vessel for the Holy Supplications,
That imparted through these hands: our words,
Your Spirit quickens us and is manifest in evidence,
In what we are, and are to become.


Holy Sympathies, we know of Your Tears also,
And we pray that this pain which corresponds between our world,
And the High World, shall cease its fluctuations.
We await that day when familiar struggles are only as joy,
And all conflict is answerable. . .
When death itself is vanquished.


To all of those who are lonely and without good company -
May they trust once again in the Divine Companionship that one may bring to another.
Great Love ushers us in,
But amongst the parade of endless surprise,
Our attentions are drawn out and away,
From the recognition of our binding affections.
Let all men return, and grief be no more suffered.

 And for those who have withstood courageously,

May Your Blessings empower their courage the more,
That they never have need, falter or weaken.
For many have only such courage to sustain them,
And no man would willingly affront their woes in place of they the pitiable.


Give us the courage also, that we may not fear demise,
But rather know that all perils do pass,
Whilst we throughout, endure.


Amen