I am dizzy with love,
Standing in the rain,
This cosmic blessing
Pouring on my head,
Mingling with tears of gratitude
Til one stream
can not be deciphered
From the other.
I am an Original Blessing,
As are you,
And we are not born in sin,
But brought into the light of life
In great joy and anticipation.
Our first bellows are not of pain
But surprise at the roominess of the Cosmos,
As we kick our feet, flail our arms
And finally open our eyes at the glorious colors
Of Nature.
Original sin would have us
Born rotten,
A theological monkey on our back–
But I know no God of the Cosmos
Who would scar these tiny blessings
With such a heavy burden.
Original Blessing is a deliverance,
A deliverance of hope, trust and pride
A heritage where we can discern and save
Ourselves,
Walk in harmony with the Earth,
Stride with God across the span of life–
For this Earth is our cradle,
And all in it our kin.
For a truly wise person
Kneels at the feet of all creatures
And is not afraid to endure
The mockery of others.
And when the day sidles up to night
I will settle into the nest of the Earth,
Draw the dark blanket of the Cosmos
Across me,
Pillow my head upon stars
And know that the blessings I have been
Graced with today and always
Have come from the womb of God.
Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2012-16
“Original Blessing” was published in “Pitcher of Moon”, Amazon.com, 2014
Tags: Original Blessing, Original Sin, poem, the mockery of others....
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August 4, 2016 at 12:26 am
This is gorgeous, glorious, wonderful and so true. My very favourite of yours, kiddo. A signature poem, and a blessing in itself.
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August 4, 2016 at 12:31 pm
Ahhh….thank you, Sherry!~ I wrote it a few years ago, when I was severely battered by “Christians” in my family and also around me. You know the point when you have to say something as to what you believe? Perhaps it’s when we are battered with other’s beliefs that we get ours formulated. As you know well, being a poet can make that effort a creative one, though you don’t change the minds or hearts of the batterers. I had enough from a family that is full of bigotry, prejudice, narrow thinking…and hatred on top of it towards me because I don’t think like they do. But beyond, it helped me clarify what I did believe….though there are a host of things I don’t understand or have investigated. Funny enough, it’s an ongoing struggle because each person you meet seems bound and determined to make you sign on the bottom line. LOL! I think we need to remain flexible…and not reflect their anger. It’s hard to do….but it’s also a sign of maturity to be able to compile your theological belief and defend them. Perhaps it’s also pointless to defend them to people who are so out of sync to your own beliefs that it becomes a pointless, and exhausting exercise.
But thank you, for reading and your lovely and supportive comment.
Hugs, Jane
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