i am the grey, water-rolled pebble
in the creek sand
i am the raindrop that ignites
the seed
i am breath transformed
to light
i am the madness of dawn
i open my eyes in pungent earthly
air
people hurt. people hurt the water.
people hurt the sky. people hurt
the bumbling bees & the whispering trees.
people hurt people
i am the love that kindles the fluttering
flame in your heart
that makes the mind stop squabbling
& begin feeling, thinking, caring
knowing
no need to fear––
you cannot
die
you are we & we
are every this & that
that is or was or wishes to be
dreamed
i am the love that squeezes the energy
out of the sun & the rabbits
out of the rabbit
our work in this weeping world is
kindness
& we can take no rest
‘til all is
well