This morning I let
melancholy have its say
and when, at day’s end,
the blues filled pond and sky,
blues’ beauty also filled me.
JDG
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#AustraliaBushFires . . . Our children will bear witness
This elegant poem is from Earthschool Harmony via Purpleraysblog. May we all listen and act.
Be a witness:
We see you as your rain forest burns
ancient green lungs erupting into flame
we hear your anguished cries
the same ones mass media ignore
we will give a voice to the voiceless
We will be a witness
Greed and eco terrorism rule
trade deals and wealthy landowners
deal in secret handshakes and dirty money
genocide ecocide sabotage corruption and lies
human impact fuels the flames
We will be a witness
This holy green cathedral burns
sacred land and sentient beings fall
billions promised for bricks and mortar
the hypocrisy of government and religion
trying to blind us to the truth
We will be a witness
We each need to look within
reassess our individual greed
reassess our individual need
make change and take account
all living beings equal
We will be a witness
No fear only love
no violence only action
no longer blind we see
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Small Mystery
Tiny white flower,
how did you come to be here,
stemless, this cold day?
JDG
A Place To Be
Newly fallen golden leaves join
leaves of years past, now stiff and brown.
There was a time when they were fresh and green,
their place made possible
by other golden leaves that, in time,
released their hold and found a new place
in the ever-changing order of things.
JDG
Letting It Be — A Hundred Falling Veils
There is a carpenter in me with an impressive tool belt. She thinks she can fix everything. Every time there’s a leak in the ducts, she blames that darn condensation, and whips out her metallic tape. And when there’s a heart break, she mumbles something about not meeting code, then takes…
Practicing an art……is a way to make your soul grow — Purplerays
But the woods crave our loneliness…
The woods crave our loneliness…
Trees we once climbed and swung from,
Bound with our sorrows and joys…
They have become companions
Disrobing us of our worldliness
Until we again become purple shadows under
Their leafy wings.
