And the people stayed home. And read books, and
listened, and rested, and exercised, and made art, and played games,
and learned new ways of being, and were still. And listened more deeply.
Some meditated, some prayed, some danced. Some met their shadows. And
the people began to think differently.
And
the people healed. And, in the absence of people living in ignorant,
dangerous, mindless, and heartless ways, the earth began to heal.
And when the danger passed, and the people joined together again,
they grieved their losses, and made new choices, and dreamed new images,
and created new ways to live and heal the earth fully, as they had been
healed.
If this has helped you, pass it on to someone who may need to hear this right now.
Let's hope the poet is right!!
ReplyDeleteWishful thinking maybe but it is good to hope.
DeleteI'll link it to my blog when I do a post tomorrow
ReplyDeleteJulie xxxxxx
Thanks Julie. x
DeleteA very thoughtful poem for the time we live in. Thanks for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteYes Dave. It made me think and reflect.
DeleteI do hope the last paragraph is true!
ReplyDeleteYes Vivienne. x
DeleteThat is beautiful. Thank you. I would like to think this could make permanent, positive changes but I doubt it. But we can hope! I may borrow this for my Facebook if you don't mind. Take care!
ReplyDeleteHi Bonnie. Of course you can put it on your Facebook. I borrowed it too!
DeleteThank you for sharing this poem Simone, no wonder it has 'gone viral' I hope we can come out of it in a better place:)
ReplyDeleteIt is very impactful isn't it? :)
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