A short garden blessing

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.

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About thalassa

Occasionally doting wife, damn proud momma of two adorable children, veteran of the United States Navy, semi-steampunk bohemian beach addict from middle America, Civil War reenactor and Victorian natural history aficionado, canoeing and kayaking and paddleboarding fanatic, Unitarian Universalist and pantheistic Pagan, devotee of various aquatic deities, and practitioner of bioregional witchery View all posts by thalassa

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