Tumbling

 

-------Tumbling-------

 

Like the Earth 

who has moved 

through the longest of nights

 

And the world

in this 

dark hour

 

I tumble,

 

Unknowing

but not alone,

toward some unbuyable longing

 

To dance 

among 

the stars.

 

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As If

 

-------As If-------

 

There is smoke in the air,

an angst throughout the body

where the forest is being cut.

 

They speak of progress

as if the soya beans and timber could 

somehow 

take the place of home.

 

As if 

the intricately 

intertwined 

together 

body

 

Beautiful 

one, 

Earth 

and Human,

was disposable.

 

It is in the lonely, 

unreckoned-with 

corners of the mind

that greed has room to grow

 

As if 

to fill a void

of its own desperate making.

 

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Worlds Beyond

-------Worlds Beyond-------

 

We are born 

from dreams

 

Of the make believe

 

A stone shaping 

the carver's hands.

 

Come now 

 

To where the child 

inside you plays

 

Imagining worlds beyond worlds

 

Like a seed stirring 

through Winter

 

Like a flower emerging in the Spring.

 

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One Upon the River

 

-------One Upon the River-------

 

Fog meets

with woodsmoke

 

Like breath 

upon 

the river

 

Meandering 

as they re-member

 

The Earth

and we

as one.

 

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Not Forgotten

 

-------Not Forgotten-------

 

A full moon 

silhouettes 

the mountains

 

And daylight

remembers

their green.

 

It is easy to feel forgotten

by a world 

who cares not to see

 

That in every seed

there is 

a forest

 

And in all 

of us

the Sea.

 

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Like the Flower

 

-------Like the Flower-------

 

There was a point

when those

who plunder

 

Picked a path

that strayed

from wonder

 

Took 

did they

of wealth and power

 

Alone

today

having sold the flower

 

For without

flowers

there are no seeds

 

No hope

or stories

just endless need.

 

So if and when

the men

of plunder

 

Attempt 

to stray you

away from wonder

 

Know there is

no wealth

or power

 

Like the seed

and like

the flower.

 

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Made for Change

 

-------Made for Change-------

 

There is too much at stake

to cling to ways

that are not working

 

Or avoid to reckon

with what burdens

the soul.

 

We were made for change.

We were made

to be brave,

 

To let go

into the dark

of Winter

 

And with the Spring

to rise 

again.

 

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Rooted

 

-------Rooted-------

 

Like the trees 

turning

in this season of change

 

The people's true colors 

are coming 

to the surface.

 

May those of integrity

rooted 

in love and justice

 

Continue to shine,

brilliantly

golden.

 

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Not Run Away

 

-------Not Run Away-------

 

It can be easy to forget

within discomfort

 

That joy in life

is joined

to movement

 

Not the type with which

to run away

 

But like the seasons

ever-

changing.

 

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Turn Toward

 

-------Turn Toward-------

 

On the edge of Autumn

nighttime turns

toward the quiet

 

But if we listen

and give ourselves too

to this joyful revolution

 

A new song

will

emerge.

 

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Make Believe

 

-------Make Believe-------

 

For too long

have many traded

our gift to wonder and imagination

 

For a fear-mindedness 

clung

to things not changing.

 

There is a sickness

in the heart 

of America.

 

An unreckoned with storm

pushing 

against the edges of this body.

 

It is time

 

To let the winds

take 

what is not working,

 

To let 

our minds

untangle

 

And make believe

another

world

 

Without

walls

or prison.

 

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Follow

 

-------Follow-------

 

Eyes closed 

and walking

with the Ocean to my left

 

Held in trust

by that old 

love song

 

Of wavebrush and wind,

of mountains 

and bodies

 

Returning

into 

sand

 

I give over 

to that

which I cannot see

 

But feel

is the way toward

home.

 

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Rather Move

 

-------Rather Move-------

 

Let us not 

be stuck in fear 

of what we do not know

 

But

rather

move

 

Drawn 

by our inner 

music

 

Like the tree's

changing color

with Autumn.

 

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English in Amerika

 

-------English in Amerika-------

 

White nationalism 

is not 

to be taken lightly

 

But there is something laughable

in the hypocrisy 

of a settler shouting,

 

"go back to where you come from"

 

In the tongue

of another

country.

 

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