Dear Ellie, I’m part of the Green Team at Davidson College Presbyterian Church.  I’ve been asked to share some Earth things that could be shown on the church’s website.  Could  this  poetry and song be one of those submissions?

This is fantastic.  Good engineering of graphics and words and moving images, plus your talented creativity with words.  I was in the hallway this week at the church when a streaming video of the church’s activities was being shown, and there was Chenoa and Jose and Leoandro’s photo.  I guess the several years of putting that name out there has finally worked, along with the support of Dr. Matt Samson from the college who was on Chenoa’s team one summer with a group of students in Latin America. 

Hope we can get them (along with you and Carleton) to visit here.  Remembering your trip to Galax 20 years ago. 

With thanks giving for these gifts,  Lynda.  

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Subject: [Oe List ...] HAPPY EARTH MONTH--no foolin'!

HAPPY EARTH MONTH!

May we learn to live and "BE alive" in a way that will allow Earth and all that is in it to thrive to the seventh generation and beyond.

Below:  

1-Link to song video:  Let the Earth Breathe

2-We Are the Web of Life

Ellie :)

elliestock@aol.com 

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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