Message

Everything in this world

is a message from that one.

And where is that world

with its towhee song,

first scent of lilac,

slow wise pulse

of ancient stones?
Deep inside your chest.

That is where the wings 

of a hummingbird

churn this blinding sunbeam

into billions of love atoms.

Where you breathe in forests,

meadows, mountains, clouds,

the desolation of Gaza,

the playground littered

with Fentanyl and infected needles.

And you breathe out the friendship 

of the Beloved.

Is this not your duty?

To create a new earth

from the flames that pour

from your wounded heart?

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