Hosea
isn’t exactly my favorite book of the Bible, but it does include the marvelous phrase
“shepherding the wind,” which caught my ear recently during morning prayer and
inspired the following poem.
Acquiescence
Humans
who believe
they
can command nature
to
do their bidding
by
shepherding the wind
with
gigantic turbines,
seeding
clouds to make it rain,
and
capturing the sun’s
radiance
in solar panels
eventually
will be humbled—
whether
through gales,
drought,
or the limits
of
technology—
and
cease their efforts
to
bend the natural world
to
their will, instead
observing
it as closely as
one
watches one’s beloved,
accepting
her independence,
marveling
in her strength,
abandoning
attempts to dictate
the
terms of a relationship
but
seeking only to accompany
her
on the byways of life,
to
dwell in the presence
of
her loveliness and
contentment
with who she is,
learning
from her at last
the
secret of how to flow
with
life’s mystery.
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