When I am the earth
And the earth is me
God and I are one.
May the sap flow in our hearts
Like the greening of the Earth:
May our liveliness unfold
Like the joyful Spring-time’s birth,
In the world of Nature’s weaving
Words and plants reveal their meaning
Through a way beyond perceiving
Life as only surface truth.
Let your eye be single, Jesus urged,
See behind Earth’s many things;
In the place of all you long to own
Choose the sight awareness brings.
O golden doors now open wide
Revealing myst’ry’s grace,
The grace beyond the imaged word;
Beyond all time and space.
If you want to be happy
Let go and trust God
Finding pleasure in sharing wealth.
The dough is rising,
The frond unfurling,
The people’s hope is growing
For justice everywhere.
To God the process, God the life,
To God compassion’s spring,
To God the boundless way of love,
To God in everything.
You are the Process, God,
The movement without end.
You are the Rhythm God,
The dance of loving friends.
Beyond the boxes we create,
Beyond each image we can spawn
The process river flows along
To sweep aside the now outworn.
This, my song, a skeptic’s hymn,
ode to mystery within,
Sung to you no one can prove,
dwelling there, as real as love.
From the silence God created
Matter, movement, depth and height,
All the opposites evolving,
Spreading darkness, gifting light.