that validate our actions!
when in truth that which
is sacred and holy is all around us,
and within us…
we cant see the forest for the trees!
God has many faces, many forms…
none fearful, none veangeful!
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and build houses for those without shelter!let’s trade anger for listening,and aggression for compassion,and realize no one owns this earth!let’s trade religion for humanity,and salvation for community,and walk the path of redemption!let’s trade success for inner peace,the need to have for the need to give,and so fulfill our destinies!
how can we profess to follow any sacred
it’s like peeing in your bed!even my dogs when they were puppies,knew better!
tis breath, then…
leaf, stone, branch, river…forgotten ants, snails, and crickets,spiders with infinite webs.the wolf’s howl in waiting,the owl perfectly still.worms working silence,the wings of small birds…waiting, waiting, waiting…)tis breath, then…carrying the plague of war,deep into the ignorance.walls built of fear,and the hunger that devours.draining color, caged, and panting…breath crying out for breath,sorrow unto sorrow…but tis breath, then…that…
one man,
every star in the night sky…..every grain of sand,every wave lost in the ocean.every leaf falling to the ground…every hungry mouth,every tear unnoticed.every life beaten,and left by the wayside.every baby born without direction,every prayer lost in thedin of hopelessness…one man,one woman….the same!
newspaper clippings,
an old chair roaring silence,rusted spoon, empty plate.great piles of leaves,blown by the wind….hoarfrost on the windows,a bulb without a shade.water boiling on the stove…nobody home!
i follow…
the smoke that leadsto the fire.the hollow of the hand,to the hard and the soft.the salt of the seato the dark and murky unknown.the erection and the breast,to the womb that creates.lightning to the thunder,and thunder to lightning.the hammer to the nail,the bullet through the barrel.the spirit through the book,back to the tree in the…