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Love Is an eternal pearl, A grain of life Within our heart That is built upon Forever, Becoming more perfect With each beat. Michael Twohawks Let the beauty we love come and fill us. Let the beauty all around get us through. Let the beauty inside be our compass. Let the beauty now be what we do, what we do. Lyrics by Rumi, from the song LET BEAUTY NOW BE by the Illumination Band (with thanks to readers Brad Pearson) Poem by Naomi Stone. Image source is unknown. The Song of the River The river is rising with the longings of the people. collecting the tears, the hopes, and the joys, carrying them to the open sea. Beneath the veil covered with jewels from the flickering brilliance of the sun, my gaze sinks beneath the surface, into all that is hidden beyond the light, tumbling in the stream of unspoken dreams. The river keeps an eye to the sky, reflecting the clouds, the face of the moon, the stars at night, gathering raindrops from heaven, spreading an open palm to catch the rocks of little boys, the hooks of fishing line, and feathers floating down from wings flying overhead. Even the trees offer their leaves and twigs, a branch or two, broken and scattered by the wind to go along. The compassion is unseen, but felt, by those attracted to the song of the river. I see it in the faces of a father and daughter blowing soap bubbles together, watching them drift away. I see it in the forms of lovers lying in the grass along the banks sharing their secrets trusting and turning their silence into song. I listen to the river, and the music of the voices flow through my heart, making them known to me, a living net of love, woven with care to receive the whisperings of all who search and wander along the shores of life. I treasure what you are unable to value within your hearts, all that is still undiscovered, and I fall in love with your beauty. I am the river, and I am the flow of the current poised in your souls waiting to gather you in and catch you in the arms of Love. The river is singing your songs. N. Ode to Rwanda Dance for Peace Sing for Unity Drum for Reconciliation Teach us about forgiveness Teach us about living with less. Will you walk with me and share my sorrow The sorrow of superficial love The sorrow of loosing my own soul Will you forgive me for my silence in the midst of the clamor of war Will you forgive me for my greed in the midst of plenty. I want to forgive myself and others for failing to open our eyes I want my heart to beat again with compassion I want to walk by your side and feel your pain and share your joy Will you teach me to till the soil Will you help me to know the rhythm of living things Let me rejoice at green fields and animals Let me taste life's simplicity and share the bounty of the harvest. I will walk with you and share your sorrow The sorrow of loosing your husband, your child, your neighbor, your friend The sorrow of killing, the agony of knowing I will walk with you and shed tears with you I will be your friend And we will cry and we will laugh in soft and loud voices And we will forgive We will together root out the ideology of genocide We will together root out the ideology of genocide. Dance for Peace Sing for Unity Drum for Reconciliation by Rosalee Sinn Rosalee worked for years for the Heifer Organization. Retired in 2004, she set up the Rosalee Sinn Wild Endowment to support the Wild program she started in 1990. In that program women are trained in caring for livestock and working together to overcome obstacles. Visit here to learn more. Cate Out on the lake alone in my canoe, one solitary hour before sunset, there's a fiery sun above me, cool dark water and hidden depths below. I make my way along the shoreline and its guardian cliffs, a slow observer of evening's falling, these timeless oscillating rites of light and darkness. Heron moves though the shallows and ducks assemble on the shoreline. Somewhere a loon is laughing on a hidden bay. My paddle moves of its own accord through the dark ripples, and every drop falling away from it is a sparkling union holding fire in its heart, thoughts of past paddlings here and promise too, sun, the coming darkness and distant stars, this solitary woman in her canoe at twilight, the earth and dappled waves conjoined. Cate Kerr http://kerrdelune.blogspot.com/ This poem was written while Cate was undergoing chemo. The breeze was moving the leaves in my trees dancing in waves of emerald seas, absorbed, like the sun, in the flow of light, the beauty drawing me out of sight in a fluttering haven of sheltering grace, a perfect covering of greening lace. Spirit cradles me beyond what I see granting the sweetness of being free in a blessed peace of sanctuary. The brush of wings, a heart that sings, and I am a spinning seed that swings in the breeze in the leaves of my trees, a hiding place that no one sees. As one creates to see God's face, I disappear in a quiet place. I let my hair down like a swaying tree and send a kiss of spring to Thee. naomi
Michael Twohawks
Lyrics by Rumi, from the song LET BEAUTY NOW BE by the Illumination Band (with thanks to readers Brad Pearson)
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