Nightcap Forest Festival, Nimbin, 1992
Image: © Harsha Prabhu
upon the spirit of evolution, the miraculous force that inspires rocks
and dust to weave themselves into biology - do not forsake us now. Empower
and awaken us to creativity.
You that can turn scales into feathers, seawater to blood, caterpillars
to butterflies, metamorphose our species; awaken in us the powers that
we need to survive the present crisis and evolve into more aeons of
our solar journey. Awaken in us a sense of who we truly are: tiny ephemeral
blossoms on the Tree of Life. Make the purposes and destiny of that
tree our own purpose and destiny.
Fill each of us with love for our own true self, which includes all
of the creatures and plants and landscapes of the Earth. May the inner
passion that comes from knowing this spread through these leaden times.
We call upon the power which sustains the planets in their orbits, that
wheels our milky way in its 200 million year spiral, to fill our personalities
and relationships with endurance, harmony and joy.
Fill us with a sense of immense time so that our brief, flickering lives
may truly reflect the work of vast ages past and also millions of years
of evolution whose potential lies in our trembling hands.
O stars, lend us your burning passion.
O silence give weight to our voice.
Seed, international rainforest activist, Bodhi Farm