this be not a free country…

the hurtling swagger of rivers,the deep bass stillness of mountains.the whispered longing of the trees,dancing naked in moonlight.the hymn of the grasses,calling forth life.the groan of the earth,just turned by the plow!i hear the reggae beat of the cities,the hum of movement and work.the chords of factories and mills,the horns blown by the shops.even the…

first come to an honestassessment of where we are!not only where we are,but how we got here…we cannot put off the blameon other people, governments,or even corporations! wherewe are is where we’ve allowedourselves to be!when we sit silently by andwatch our human rights be taken;when we allow profit at the expenseof people to become the…

hymns of praise sung by stones and moss.i am the Family Bible, the Quran,and the meditation cushion,all come to the meeting place.i am the atheist driven by reason,the scientists’ microscopes.i am the teachings of Aristotle,the music in Einstein’s mind.i am evolution, passage engraved in stone,the rise and fall of civilizations.i am wars fought over flowers…

……..inside out,and found my neighbor’s soul,and…my….enemy’s…nee d!

a heart in my hands, will you take it?a candle by my bed, will you light it?an emptiness in my soul, will you fill it?a hunger in my spirit, will you feed me?if i be the lover, be thou the love?if just a man, will you love me?

and the earth i plowed gave up the bones,of the ones they’d killed to make their home.i hung from their trees in the moonlight,as they drank with chests that swelled.i signed the Emancipation Proclamation,with the blood of the Civil War…and when each had finished their task,mine had just begun.i felt the bomb at Hiroshima,and became…