We Are Party to this Intoxication

We are all traversing

a whirling dervish:

earth in ecstasy,
madly twirling in
love, in
devotion, in
expectation. And
we are party to this
intoxication –
earth under us, earth in us,
earth our mother, earth our song.

Can you hear the music?

Can you hear her heart

beating a cantus firmus?

Will you be her melody?

Will you be her silence, her hymn?


9 thoughts on “We Are Party to this Intoxication

  1. shoreacres says:

    Before I read your poem, I wanted to leave this link for you. A librarian in Western Canada is looking for suggestions for a book for her middle school kids: one that deals with cultural compromise, First Nation conflicts, and so on. I have no idea, of course, but I thought you might, or might know someone who can make a suggestion or two. It’s all explained in her blog entry, and you could leave any comments or suggestions there.

    Now, to the poem!

  2. shoreacres says:

    The poem is lovely, and the earth-imagery is so fine. And yet, it sent my own mind spinning off to another, parallel poetry: the beauty of St. Patrick’s Breastplate: the Lorica, or The Deer’s Cry. My favorite version is Rita Connolly’s.
    Listening to it is part of my morning ritual.

    “Earth under us, earth in us” was all it took for me to remember “Christ wtih me, Christ for me, Christ behind me, Christ in me, Christ beneath me,…”

    I love the earth and all creation, but among my friends are some who expect their salvation from Gaia. I fear they’ll be sorely disappointed. Better to spin and sing with her than to depend on her — Not that that’s your point, at all, but that’s where my thoughts traveled!

    • agjorgenson says:

      Thanks! St. Patrick’s breastplate was always one of my favorites in seminary, although when I was a pastor it never played well with my folk. As for Gaia, I have too much respect for the earth to make her responsible for what God promises to her in Romans 8 etc. But if it brought St Patrick’s breastplate to mind, I am happy for that!

  3. diannegray says:

    Beautiful and earthy, Allen. I could feel the whirling while reading this and ‘we are party to this intoxication’ is awesome.

  4. thanks for a poem that danced its way through my morning

  5. jannatwrites says:

    This poem makes me feel the never-ending movement of the earth, from the rotation of the earth itself to our many states…. joyful, contemplative, subdued to active.

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