I’m No War Monger
Early today Water showed up on my doorstep asking me how I was going to vote. Water! Can you believe that?! I was honoured and humbled to say: I’m voting for you. But I admit I was a little star struck. Later a small group of children came too. They were arm in arm with Tree, Prairie Grasses, Wolf, Salamander and I’m sure I saw Honey Bee hitching a ride on Wolf’s ear tip. Lazy bug. They asked too, that holy crew, How are you going to vote? I squirmed a bit when I said Water, but they put my heart at ease when they wisely pointed out that a vote for Water was a vote for them. Then they partied on over to the next house. An hour or so later I was startled by the arrival of Dirty Whirlwind (a ferocious couple: Earth and Air) who blasted their way to my home. Settling on the porch into a noble pile of rich soil and a lovely breeze, they too asked me how I was going to vote. Wow! I thought, Air AND Earth asking ME, little ol’ me, this important question? When I told them Water a breeze of relief wafted over me and Earth left me a tiny gift of mycelium strands. I didn’t event have a chance to say Thank You! because just like that, they whirled away. I could see where this was going and I wasn’t about to wait for fire to show her face so I picked up my purse and like my mother before me, and her mother before her (during whose lifetime it became possible for me to do so) I went to vote. I’m no war monger but today, and all my days, I will fight for all these visitors. originally written October 19, 2015
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