By making a firm commitment to being ruthlessly honest with yourself and exploring your own inner dimensions via meditation, self-enquiry, contemplation, etc, you are opening up the possibility of the birth of a true revolutionary.~Caitlin Johnstone
Today I grapple with grief
and binoculars, weighty beliefs
and a light touch on the iron
in the fire, my desire for a new leaf.
My messengers tease me into flow
fierce males protect the nesting, show
their prowess, diving fearless, impelled
by right action, never bespelled, they know
on such a day I emerged from the womb
after forty weeks of listening, classroom
of epigenetic trauma I choose to integrate
called here in this perceived moment of doom.
Under chemtrailed skies, domesticated
opinions entrained dissonance dated
in a fearful past at last I unplug
from this drug my dearest loves sedated
At the feeder, still in orioles’ sight
bright bursts of nature’s song in me alight
creating always under leaden skies
never extinguish what is real, the light.