Earth’s Rapprochement

If we stroll along a beach made of umber sand
casting sand dollars back into the ebbing tide
wade in wavelets for miles down the strand
and hold abiding love for all deep inside
the ocean will not send the killing wave
for adoration alone is enough to save.

If we climb the sacred mountain to the clouds
following the stairs cut into the living stone
stand atop the mount far from the crowds
bearing witness to the phoenix having flown
the earth will not shake us from the heights
for acceptance of our obeisance to the rites.

If we cross the desert parched with thirst
with skin turned red from the glaring sun
sing praises to sol in lyrics unrehearsed
seeking wisdom in silence when we’re done
the night will give respite and kindly moon
for honor to our strains cried from the dune.

When we pass through forest deep in gloom
touching bark on ancient trees with respect
wonder at flowers that in the dim light bloom
chance on mushrooms grown in circles perfect
the light will shine down through the canopy
giving blessings to our spirits of rhapsody.