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Songs for Reparation

When I was a male child
I prayed to an eternally mute dualdark goddess,
Gaia was our name
for each Other’s
secular
sane
sacred
sacraments to share passion.

And so I heard bird songs
praising each day’s anticipated Gaian glory,
everybody playing cooperatively nice,
or at least role playing
something less than bipartisan uncivil shame
and blame war,
laborious and hate-filled work.

When I was a child
hearing
and sometimes speaking
birdsong,
I listened for companionship.

As an adolescent,
I heard more like marketing
win/lose sensory messages
praising past
and pleading for more future
climaxes of sensory overload,
peak experiences,
zero-zone pleasures
I Am Thou
I Am That You Are

Identity Here is also individuating Now
in this singing space
bilaterally in-between wave-linear unfolding Time
in Light’s full-polyphonic resilience,
a perpetual mind-rechanging recharging communion
worthy of Earth’s praising bird song.

As a younger adult
I hear birdsongs less,
but when I do hear doves
and pigeons, they sound less of praise,
more of mourning and cooing concern,
worried about the silent witness of pelicans
and herons
listening for climates of despair degenerating
outside voices
and inside absence
of praise-worthy birdsong,
traditionally safe
and yet free-flight loving.

WiseElder bird songs
praise Earth
and Dawn
and Evening feeding supper
and then a light cool breeze summer nest
with win/win dreams
of future birds
singing with our great grandchildren
praise for such generous grace
of loving ancestors working
and playing
and role-playing Goddess Gaia voices,
Queen of CoOperative BirdSong Compassion
and win/lose courageous caution,
curious companionship,
sensory climax historic spots
and raw climate dogmatic plots
to ancient mythic creative-tensioned tales,

Voting no on democratic health
uncomfortably silent witness
by birdsong lover’s healthy vast majority
stretching to include future birds
singing resiliently
cooperatively-owned self-governance
of rhythmic structures
in praise of Earth communing communication,

Songs dawning yin toward yanglight
and sunsets more peacefully yin
harmonizing yang’s completion,
rightbrain with left,
east nondualistic philosophy of life
with west either/or reductive thinking might
about those damned silly sparrows
and pooping sea gulls
and Canadian geese
nesting near your Paradise summer beach.

I think and feel it’s best
to hear birdsong with renewed infant ears,
An invitation to each day’s new sacramental liturgy
to sing back gospel birdsongs of creation
stories felt in patterns
of sensory flow
coloring in multiculturing voices
of outside re-associating choices

Reparations for adult inhumane neglect
to listen for EarthMother’s sweet spot
invitations to feel deeply
to hear natural
refining spiritual outdoor/inside Voices
choosing win/win reparations
for past win/lose short-term
unecological
anti-theological
anti-EarthMother ecofeminist enculturation
anti-mind/heart compassionate polypaths
finally re-appreciating under-valued birdsongs

Celebrating polynomially positive zerozone identities
listening to birdsong equanimity
with polypathic not-not One yangyin fractal sum
structures for well-sung misty myths
from ego/eco-logosed love
of birdsong greeting light,
and co-relational healthy DNA wealth
of time in
and above this EarthMother
sacred singing and signing space.

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