Even in the mud and scum of things, something always, always sings.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
As a veteran I took a walk
in nature for Veteran’s Day.
There I heard the song
of wind through redwoods
and remaining Scrub Jays.
Contemplating words from children over the past few days
who have experienced racist vandalism and attacks at their schools.
I feel as if the “Land of the Free” may soon no longer be free, says one.
Why is it so OK now for adults & kids to act so uncivil, asks another.
A friend’s 13-year-old daughter said “Hate won.”
Children & adults wearing safety pins as a symbol of solidarity
with victims of racist, religious or homophobic abuse.
IMHO, besides ignorance & hate, another truth
is voters rejected big money in politics
& the entrenched power structure those monies buy.
I believe in time leaders will be elected that embody wisdom & compassion,
and allow all those who now feel powerless and disenfranchised,
and who have been left out of our politics and left behind in our economy.
Among ancient trees I hear calm whispers,
breath, it will be OK. Yes, dear one, we ask that you do it!
Feel yourself present for the fragile glory of this moment.
We’ve weathered a millennia of seasons, survived fire,
floods, droughts & clear cuts. With patience we endure.
How long shall you endure?
As luck would have it. Seeing the sun
shine down on the trees, warming,
life-giving, without discrimination
inspired me to cultivate an
inner smile that I could offer to others like rain,
or sunshine, without discrimination.
Sending a smile & a real hug
to all, as it seems all
are now in real need.