The Healing (Poem by Alfred K. Lamotte)
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In Among the Leaves (acrylic) by Polly CastorThe Healing
This planet will not
be healed
by powerful politicians
in big cities
who spend trillions
on a global strategy
that never quite begins.
They also burn
much fuel.
Earth will be healed
by villagers
who sing,
by backyard gardeners
like you,
who walk more slowly
right here,
who feel the green
through bare soles,
speaking fewer words,
cradling
each others anger
like mothers,
awakening
the heirloom seeds
of the heart.
by Alfred K. LaMotte
Watered with Words (acrylic with collage) by Polly Castor
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So much quiet truth.
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Oh.
Yes…
To be…quiet…simply pulling weeds away from the California Poppies.
To … let it all go…as the passing clouds………
Trusting Truth, the Strong Deliverer, to reveal Its Creation…
Here, now, at hand…Oh, my prayer!
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