How do you know that I am not
your great grandmother
or that one day I will not be
your grandson?
Maybe I have been a camel
and you, a chimpanzee.
If I am ever a bird,
I pray that I am gifted
a far better voice.
They speak of the Seventh Generation –
Our need to protect this land,
these waters,
the air we breath
for them –
the unborn.
What if we are to be the Seventh Generation
come again,
re-birthed?
Am I stealing in this life from
the body that will
carry me in the next?
Two-legged?
Four-legged?
Finned?
I think it would be best if we
were all spiders
at least once.
Perhaps that’s what it takes
to understand
how interconnected,
delicate,
and miraculous
the web.
~ Jamie K. Reaser, Author
Published in Coming Home: Learning to Actively Love this World
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