After a few weeks break during the holidays,
here is a new offering.
This one was created through
a "found poetry" technique
of cutting random words from magazines
and arranging them until they surprised me.
I often turn to this technique
when I am troubledor grieving.
I am always surprised how the poem
responds in a healing voice.
Carry On, Says a Voice in the Dark
Carry on,
says a voice in the dark,
if possible, all the way
to the forgotten measure
of limestone tears,
cave pearls.
Sometimes I hear children playing
or the call to prayer, sometimes,
the forest coming back.
It is hard to imagine
how much hope, regret,
fear, hatred, hunger,
pain and dying
are experienced
in this place.
Making the story
even more interesting:
we don’t want it to end.
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