WE
ARE THE WEB OF LIFE
We are the Web of Life,
threads of all creation,
common origin bursting bright
spins common destination--
twining from atom's flight
to galaxies' mutation.
Planets, creatures, humans alike
disclose cosmic imagination.
Earth's beauty and suffering plight
craft universal incarnation.
Will it endure darkest night
in bonded collaboration--
exuding elegant delight and
bounteous celebration or
will its warping song decry
to sustain strands' vibration and
its woofing dance succumb to fright
in panicked conflagration?
Or can we confide
in trust's reconciliation and ever abide
in Heaven and Earth's consummation?
We are the Web of Life.
What we do to the web is our own consecration.
ejhs
