“Original Blessing”

Garden July 2

 

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

 

 

 

 

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2 Responses to ““Original Blessing””

  1. Sherry Blue Sky Says:

    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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  2. ladynyo Says:

    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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