Blessing the Understory

You who have grown slowly,

deprived of good light,

of good ease,

May you remember your gait helped others grow also –

how your pace has privileged the whole.

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You who does not bloom by the grandest gestures,

but leafs early and lays low,

May you remember that constancy

creates safety

for those who exist exposed.

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You who finds succor in the sacred debris…

takes in, transforms, transmits…

nutrifies from a nothing that is, indeed, something,

May you recognize your story – The Understory.

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Blessings on the understory.

Blessing on the ferns, the mushrooms, the moss.

Blessings on the hackberry and the holly, the creepers and the climbers.

Blessings.