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Treeleaf Priest
[Ecodharma] Please (a poem)
Mother says remember
she says the Earth was once an hourglass
and we kept turning and turning
it until its shape twisted,
formed something strange
Mother says be witness,
as she plaits our hair, she says
spread this stories out into the wilds
of planets far beyond the stars we
know, the ones we name easily
Mother says dream deep,
taste the edges of rivers
that no longer run, their bodies
thick wwith sludge, mouths
coughing up refuse
Mother says honor the dead
but don't be lost in them,
those birds whose skeletons
spread across shores, those
landscapes left wanting
Mother says push
forward, promise to keep
moving, seeking, dreaming
imagine that there is something
left that we have to give.
-- Chloe N Clark from Sunvault: Stories of Solarpunk and Eco-speculation
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