a restless tide is pounding at our shore
and tinged with blood adrift with fear
the moonless sky is dark
...
the sun was hidden in the gray
but now the light is here
the monsters of the winter night
must fade and disappear
...
my dreams will never forget you
you are always there
like the river is there for the ocean
like spring remembers the flower
...
The wave recedes into the sea,
along with love that used to be.
The sun recedes behind the cloud,
and life recedes beneath the shroud.
...
Today the women march on Washington,
so many voices joined in one great cry,
that all might find respect and dignity.
They take a stand not only for themselves,
...
many will say
the most beautiful thing is love
and this may be so
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The earth is alive like breath;
the air flows on a temperate wind.
The sea pulses like a beating heart,
like blood its currents stream.
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Something has awakened me.
Was it the thunder,
or the lightning?
Was it the sound of war,
...
taking only what it needs
the flower is nourished
to want more than needed
...
corruption only serves the self
it disregards the needs of others
corrupt government is a great evil
...