June 21, 2009

Wage Peace

Wage peace with your breath.
Breathe in firemen and rubble,
breathe out whole buildings and flocks of red wing blackbirds.
Breathe in terrorists
and breathe out sleeping children and freshly mown fields.
Breathe in confusion and breathe out maple trees.
Breathe in the fallen and breathe out lifelong friendships intact.
Wage peace with your listening: hearing sirens, pray loud.
Remember your tools: flower seeds, clothes pins, clean rivers.
Make soup.
Play music, memorize the words for thank you in three languages.
Learn to knit, and make a hat.
Think of chaos as dancing raspberries,
imagine grief
as the outbreath of beauty or the gesture of fish.
Swim for the other side.
Wage peace.
Never has the world seemed so fresh and precious:
Have a cup of tea and rejoice.
Act as if armistice has already arrived.
Celebrate today.

Judyth Hill


Kuan Gung said...

Celebrate every day! Warm Greetings

Anonymous said...

What a blessing to find your blog.
A gentle wave of peace and tenderness.
I hope you will be returning and leaving more beauty here...


Meredith said...

Thank you for your kind comment, Ama. With your Presence, I would be inspired to return.


Anonymous said...

Ama smiles :o)

Anonymous said...

So where are you?
*gentle smile*


Anonymous said...

Here's one for you.
It is from Sand and Foam by Khalil Gibran...~Ama~

In the Autumn I gathered all my sorrows and buried them in my garden.
And when April returned and Spring came to wed the Earth, there grew in my garden beautiful flowers unlike all flowers.
And my neighbors came to behold them, and they said to me, “When Autumn comes again, at seeding time, will you give us of the seeds of these flowers that we may have them in our gardens?