Thursday, March 03, 2022

Thursday Poem - Wage Peace


Wage peace with your breath.
Breathe in firemen and rubble,
breathe out whole buildings
and flocks of redwing 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, learn the word 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

1 comment:

Barbara R. said...

Yes yes, a nice counter-point to the clips shown on the evening news. I think as I rise, how people who sheltered in tunnels might have difficulties with their waste...what do they do? Why doesn't anyone ever talk about how the babies have diapers? Oh I'm immersed in mundane animal survivals.