Breath from within me floats out to join yours,
to settle on the brown ground beside
join the atmosphere’s chorus
sing with our exhale.
The tree we sit beneath is not excluded from our song.
Lightly soft, it hums new life down upon us.
With static on the radio world leaders move their pieces, play tunes of war.
Under the tree we continue to breathe each other.
© Alicia Grimshaw 2017/Rewrite 2019
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Such good advice. You have a beautiful blog.😊
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Thank you for visiting and for the complement. Have a beautiful day.
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Under the tree we continue to breathe each other
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Thank you friend.
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I loved the way that you built on Helen Keller’s words to remind us that we do have the power to do good individually, because your efforts don’t exist in a vacuum…what we do connects us to others! Not saying that well, but I hope you know what I mean. And to be clear: Loved the poem!
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Ann, The words we choose to share do you matter. Just like these that you have shared with me today. Thank you for letting me know that my words matter to your day. It means a lot to me.
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Delightful poem Ali. It reminds me of Rumi’s poem “There is a Field”.
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I am honored to be associated in any way with Rumi. Have a beautiful day.
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