a Poem written on 9/12/2001

[NMDemDist2]

and a reminder to me of what I need to do everyday

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.


wage peace - judyth hill - september 12, 2001

[I Have A Dream]

1. Every action has an effect of some kind. This is a wonderful reminder...

that we can make real differences in the world through small actions, even if only through our thoughts, which are actions when done with intent.

Thank you for this, AZDem. :hug:

[BlueIris]

2. Aw, man. This one is NICE.

Thanks so much, AZDemDist6.

[mother earth]

3. Thanks, AZDem. This one's a keeper.

:applause: