Each participant had the opportunity to share a blessing or poem or simply offer a flower. This sweet brief occasion allowed all to connect with each other and with the wish that all beings may awaken.
Awakening
Now the green world awakens
meaning it was only asleep
until causes and conditions--
the light and warmth of our tilted planet--
called it forth.
This dandelion is an awakened being;
she blooms not only for herself
but for the bumble bee, in matching jacket,
who draws his nourishment from her.
The lilac buds who slept all winter
on bare branches, tightly
wrapped
swell and burst their bundlings.
Fiddleheads rise up from their knobby, brown sleep
unfurl trustingly toward the light
softening into green feathers.
Through grass and leaves and flowers
we see our own awakening
we feel our own awakening,
we love our own awakening.
I am not separate from this shining dandelion
I am not separate from this graceful fern
I feel in me the purple promise of the lilac buds.
As one, we awaken.
Glenda Bissex
May 23, 2020 for Buddha's birthday
