My Body Is My Earthly Ark
My body is my earthly Ark,
It’s proof against the Flood;
It holds all Creatures in its heart,
And knows that they are good.
It’s builded firm of genes and cells,
And neurons without number;
My Ark enfolds the million years
That Adam spent in slumber.
And when Destruction swirls around,
To Ararat I’ll glide;
My Ark will then come safe to land
By light of Spirit’s guide.
With Creatures all, in harmony
I’ll pass my mortal days,
While each in its appointed voice
Sings the Creator’s praise.
from The God's Gardeners Oral Hymnbook from Margaret Atwoods' Year of the Flood