Rising Above

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“Poverty’s child

He starts to grind the rice,

And gazes at the moon” — Matsuo Basho

 

 

I

 

there’s a phoenix

among those hapless souls

in the bobbing boat

 

II

 

a crocus peeps

breaking unyielding ice sheet

gleefully

 

III

 

a street urchin

builds a home with charcoal

on a pavement

 

IV

 

her* dream arose

from the dungeon of darkness

she was imprisoned into

 

 

*Helen Keller

 

 

 

Posted for Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Rising Above

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Peace

 

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Peace lives in the petals

that are plucked

off a flower

with the mantra

he loves me, he loves me not.

 

Peace hides in the dandelion

which the child blows

sending the seeds into the air

like so many tiny helicopters to return again

under a sapphire sky.

 

Peace becomes the blue lake

deep, placid, in my heart

reflecting Thy thoughts

in lotus shape,

in melting love.

 

Peace is that golden swan of light

outspreading its long wings…

flying away from the earth

into the Milky Way, in search of a home-

have we lost it forever?

 

 

Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Peace @ Poets United