If our winged, scaled, and shelled relatives could speak with us, what might they say? On Endangered Species Day, we share from our archive this original poem by our guiding teacher Mark Coleman.
Read for a wide and loving embrace of Earth, from its mountains to meadows, frozen ponds to slender grass. In this poem, Rosemerry also dares to reach for hope.
Where are our relatives? We share 92 percent of our DNA with mice. 44 percent with fruit flies. Zenshin Florence Caplow opens our eyes to the family beyond just those seated at our holiday dinner table.
What are you voting for? Alfred K. LaMotte casts his vote for the cry of a loon, his grandfather’s bones, and the beetles that feed now with a poem that rings as a piercing reminder of the stakes beyond the self.
Acknowledging all that binds you and a tree together within a shared biosphere, see what emerges as you hold an intention to simply be in the presence of a tree.
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