"make flowers grow from our insides."?
What an enchantment would that be?
This poem carries such rich images and imaginings...
becoming richer with each reread.
To bleed water, air, diamonds, music,
color, words...what a symphony.
It feels like the imaginings I'm doing these days,
to comfort and console myself in the face of grim reality.
If you're feeling aghast and overwhelmed, you're not alone.
We're in this together. We will not look away,
we will stand up for what is decent and fair,
we won't be numbed out by the constant barrage.
We will not stop doing everything we can to make this world better.
Namaste'
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