We are One. {Poetry}

Via Sarah Norrad
on Mar 25, 2017
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If we could become still for a moment, we would see…

There’s no way to separate her body from our body.

We are made from the flesh of her flesh;

We are made of the same matter that she is constructed of.

 

If we could become still for a moment,

we would see

that we are breathing together,

we are born together,

and we will die

together.

 

If we could become still for a moment,

we would see—

we are made from the flesh of her flesh.

 

This tender sadness we feel right now,

it is because we have forgotten.

We have been neglecting to care for the one who gave us life.

 

If we could become still for a moment,

we would see—

we are made of the same matter that she is constructed of.

 

Her heartbeat pulses in everything.

 

If we could become still for a moment,

we would hear

the pitter-patter of preciousness that she holds,

that we hold too.

There’s no way to separate her body from our body.

 

If we could become still for a moment,

we would see—

the ache that courses through her bones

is the same one that does in ours.

 

Our earth needs our healing.

She and we are yearning to be united as one.

 

If we could become still for a moment,

we would see—

we must put our skin upon her skin again,

and touch her lightly now.

 

If we become still for a moment,

we would see—

there’s no way we can separate her body from our body.

 

How could we have abandoned her like this?

How could we have turned away from our original mother?

 

If we could become still for a moment,

we would see

that we must protect her,

the life-giver of us all.

 

Our earth needs our saving.

She needs to know that our feet are grateful

to step upon her body once more.

 

If we could become still for a moment,

we would see—

we must remove the layers we have placed between us,

so we can feel her rawness beneath us

now.

 

We have believed in a construction of disconnection,

but this is untrue.

 

If we could become still for a moment, we would see

that we were never standing alone.

 

We are breathing together,

we are born together,

and we will die

together.

 

To heal our earth, we must remember,

we are the flesh of her flesh.

We are made of the same matter that she is constructed from.

 

If we could become still for a moment,

we would see that the wounding we have done to her

is the result of our belief in separation.

 

We are made from the flesh of her flesh;

This kind of companion should be treated only with love.

 

If we could become still for a moment,

we would see—

there’s no way we can separate her body from our body.

We are made from the flesh of her flesh;

We are made of the same matter that she is constructed of.

 

~

Author: Sarah Norrad

Image: Public Domain Pictures/Jonny Lindner

Editor: Yoli Ramazzina

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About Sarah Norrad

Sarah Norrad was born a wild woman in the rural and rugged forests of the Nimpkish Valley, on Vancouver Island, BC. This is a place where the mountains, forests and rivers speak louder than the people. A transformational life coach, certified yoga instructor, mindfulness and lay counsellor, world roaming romper and authoress, Sarah muses at the world through a lens steeped in mindfulness, adventure and tenderness. Currently, she exploits the cracks in her own heart to write as featured author at elephant journal, her busy brain to create content for others through her business and her keen spirit to sit in counsel with other evolving humans, teaching powerful tools for success in all aspect of our lives, especially the spark of connection. Occasionally she is caught planting giant kisses on loved ones and on the weekends sippin’ sparkling fruit juices. Please track down her offerings and her wild woman self on elephant journal, her writer’s page or her personal Facebook, her website, Cowbird, Twitter and Instagram.

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