It’s important for those of us who do advocacy and activism on behalf of this planet to take deliberate and intentional time to immerse ourselves in the sacredness of Creation. This is a poem I wrote capturing the experience of an evening summer walk hunting for black raspberries – being led, following a Call.
Black Raspberries: A Summer Poem
I’m sorry I did not answer the phone when you called.
I was picking black raspberries
along the hedgerow.
Little clusters of
from behind jagged green leaves
and thorns that stung like tiny bees
and scratched my skin
with mischievous kitten claws.
A small pain to pay for
of tangy juice in my mouth.
I’m sorry I did not answer the phone.
As I picked the berries,
a moth displayed his splayed speckled wings,
pointing the way to another cluster of berries
just over the rise.
Fingers marked with the color of setting sun
the handfuls into my jacket pocket
that looked like I had bled into the fabric.
Sharing is worth the stains.
I’m sorry I did not answer.
The fireflies silently blinked their light-chorus,
a symphony of soundless phosphorescence.
The Conductor unseen.
My eyes had to listen.
Truth: I am not sorry. I did not answer you.
I answered another Call.
Leah D. Schade is the Assistant Professor of Preaching and Worship at Lexington Theological Seminary (Kentucky) and author of the book Creation-Crisis Preaching: Ecology, Theology, and the Pulpit (Chalice Press, 2015).
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Moth. Photo credit: Leah D. Schade
Black raspberries staining fingers. Photo credit: Leah D. Schade
Firefly. Photo credit: Ching Ching Tsui, some rights reserved. https://www.flickr.com/photos/chingchingtsui/