Can you feel the shared breath of this world?
The collective heart beat?
Hear the stream of whispers?
The voices of family and friends?
Social media is creating its own kind of wind…
Spreading the fire on single blades of grass…
Squeezing the perfume out of the aromatic leaves…
And replacing it with the plastic leaves of pretend…
But the jury has yet to reach a verdict…
There is always a glimmer of hope…
I’ll take the glimmer…
That fallow half light that can light up the sky…
Sometimes I think like this…
But I found I can’t chase away a bad thought…
However I can replace it with a good one…
And place beauty and animation into every landscape…
Then once again hear the collective heart beat.
Can we move away from the darkness with steps of infinite grace?
Really mean everything we say?
Each day unlearn one more thing?
And return to heavens way?
Hand in hand I think we can!
I love you,
Annie