may we all be heard
words are bells
let them ring!

Thom World Poet Austin, Texas, USA
Global Radical networker and activist for promoting the live Creative Arts,
at every possible opportunity, especially in his home-city, Austin, Texas, USA

Monday, February 20, 2012


Sunflowers turn sickly yellow.Wild geese get shot down
All that is free is caged.Until she is well,
water will be tears,seasons will strike
down the sun.Clouds will carry her heavy as air
into a meadow you hear when she sings.
She who freed us with spells of enchantment
must now heal herself/all Nature rings bell flowers
awaiting her Spring into green light.Welcome her wilde in..
Wind sings for her and lifts all seeds into flowering
She will be well when we are free again to sing with her
To chant a welcome for all that is beneath and beyond us
A chorus of wild and windy will lift her to starlight
illuminate our pathways while we are alive..

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