Where the mind is without fear and the
head is held high,
Where knowledge is free, …
Where tireless striving stretches the arms
Where the clear stream of reason has not
lost its way
into the dreary desert sand of dead
let my country awake. ~Rabindranath Tagore
Sticks and stones
help make my bones
and words can gently heal me.
Without any need for thinking
digestive tract breaks down
vegetables, fruits and other foods
vitamins, minerals, proteins, fats, carbohydrates
water and other micro nutrients
made available for body’s well-being.
Our body offering ancient physiological wisdom
without anger or discrimination.
Need it be difficult for mind
to see rocks as messengers of peace;
to see wooden sticks as signs of love,
as building blocks of humanity
as the providers of well-being they are, in the right dose?
With a little support and camaraderie
we can learn to live
in harmony with the earth
and each other.
Casting our stones, visibly
for peace and love.