Athens, Georgia
December 29, 2014
When social loops resonate
to unholy harmonics in a world
wired close and wound tight;
when the soundtrack of triumph
sweeps your people, and sweet
ideals are wielded as weapons;
when the grievance is just
too great to ignore and your mind
is gripped in anger: go.
Go into an autumn afternoon
where out of stillness, peace
descends on dry leaf flurries,
where a thousand blackbirds
speak in tongues of tiny angels
timeless blessings to life,
where echoes of ageless minds
penetrate prepackaged lives,
and strife recedes to hush.
When impelled by honor to act:
engage, but withhold your soul,
for you are more than your role.
You have felt the autumn breeze.
You've sensed the inner harmony.
You have been blessed by birds.
You have been blessed by birds.
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| "Leaves and Light," photograph by David Noah, Winterville, Georgia |
