An Elder’s Prayer

by Thomas Davis

They frack the earth. Drills fly into the soil
And whirl through rock, a stream of chemicals
Shot down into the shale, the oracles
Of business, profit, subjugation, oil
Enraptured by technology, the coil
Inside the engine driving humankind,
The writ of progress, greed, force sealed and signed.
The oilmen say, we need the fracked-up oil.

An elder walks into the winter cold
And kneels beside a frozen lake and lifts
His arms toward dark clouds, his spirit bold
Enough to recognize creation’s gifts.

“The radiance of water, soil, and sky,”
He sang. “Is in a baby’s first-breath cry.”

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2 responses to “An Elder’s Prayer

  1. Thomas, I share the passion in this poem. Our tears are Gaia’s tears. And our anger is her anger. Beautifully written, as well. Thank you for this one.

    Hope you and Ethel are doing well – I think of you both.

  2. Inspired. Runs deep with truth and powerful feelings.

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