For The Long Haul

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Photo: Dvora Freedman

 

In places too many

On this one blue-green ball,

Children haul

More than the weight of firewood

On their backs,

Big or small.

Sorrow, loss, illness, agony

Needs unmet

Unheard calls …

Yet they are all

Our children,

Their pain is our

Shortfall.

They are worthy of better:

In the now

For the future

For humanity’s long haul.

 

 

 

For The Daily Post

Heart Tethers

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Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev

 

There’s a tether that connects the hearts of care, the souls of kindness. It is tangible. It is sublime. It has a quality of light which bridges time and place, happenstance and circumstance.

It is not about words. Or at least not exactly. It is the way one can be seen: if known by name or face or only by the recognition of a shared humanity. It is the way one can be heard: by action or response, reflection or emotion, by prayer and by thought. It is the way we all are one, essentially, affected by the pains and joys that grip even those whom we may not know, and yet are part of us, in one way or another.

There is a tether that fetters heartbeats to the expressions of another. It is seen in young and old as mirror neurons and empathy weave the tapestry of wisdom and pulse with compassion.

There is a tether interlinking who we each are with who we can be. It exists in sharp relief to whom we might become if we risk the loss of that which nourishes what ticks within.

“It is a chain to care,” some say, reluctant of obligation. “A leash. A hindrance to independence.”

Not so, for it is not restraint, but rather a foundation. A cornerstone of interconnection. We are none of us truly an island, and all part of a shared future: the air, the earth, the water, the resources, the young and old, the hearts and minds.

 

 

For The Daily Post

People’s Climate March

People’s Climate March NYC — Adam Smith

Today, in NYC

And all around the world

The People’s march

For Climate, for

The world

That we live in

For the children

To whom we will leave it

For the living beings

That need to breathe

And feed

And grow.

One march

One purpose

In New York City

In Paris, London, Amsterdam

Sidney, Stroud, Zurich

Genoa, Rio, Rome

Melbourne, Munich

Brussel, Brisbane, Berlin

New Delhi, Kathmandu, Canberra

Huddersfield, The Hague, Hyderabad.

A People’s march

For the climate

For the blue marble

That holds us all together

On its surface

And that we must hold dear to

In our doings

In our hearts.

In Every Job That Must Be Done

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Mary Poppins said it best (and had the magic touch and all the rest …)

So I am off to find the fun …

In all the jobs that must be done …

And if I meet some trouble

Encounter bitterness, or feel a rapidly incoming frown,

I will attempt a spoonful of sugar — I hear it helps the medicine go down …