I was reading today’s The Marginalian by Maria Popova. Every Sunday she gives me a beautiful, thoughtful, delicious correspondence about poetry and prose.

Maria interweaves her missives, each with each other, calling and recalling to mind, beauty offered before. Often, she brings me words, sentences, thoughts and constructions I’ve never heard. Today, a gift from the pen (and brain and heart) of Charles Darwin to recall to my mind the Crow Surgeon, who did successful surprising surgery upon an earthworm…

Maria writes: the worms in the soil (which Darwin celebrated as the unsung agriculturalists that shaped Earth as we know it)… 

I sing the praises of Earthworm, whole heartedly — an inspiring humble creature who dives blindly, deep into darkness in search of Nature’s bounty, breaking through barriers and creating ways for the sacred (water) to flow.

It may, indeed, be the Earthworm who helps reshape our Earth, as we desire to know it once again. Let us all kneel, play and nurture…