A blessing to the ground beneath my bare feet,
A blessing to the seeds that scatter,
Where they fall upon the meadow, in the field, or in the woods
Let Earth’s garden grow.
I ask the Soil to nourish the seeds,
I ask the Sun to warm the shoots,
I ask the Rains to quench the roots.
Help this garden grow.
I give thanks to the bees that dance with the flowers,
I give thanks to the worms digging deep and true.
I give thanks to the microbial world, tranformational.
The Oikos that we all call home.