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Posted on 2006.18.05 at 11:10
where am I: here, freshly showered
How I feel about it all: busybusy
Soundtrack: cars outside
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Wage peace with your breath.

Breathe in firemen and rubble,
breathe out whole buildings and flocks of red wing blackbirds.

Breathe in terrorists
and breathe out sleeping children and freshly mown fields.

Breathe in confusion and breathe out maple trees.

Breathe in the fallen and breathe out lifelong friendships intact.

Wage peace with your listening: hearing sirens, pray loud.

Remember your tools: flower seeds, clothes pins, clean rivers.

Make soup.

Play music, learn the word for thank you in three languages.

Learn to knit, and make a hat.

Think of chaos as dancing raspberries,
imagine grief
as the outbreath of beauty or the gesture of fish.

Swim for the other side.

Wage peace.

Never has the world seemed so fresh and precious:

Have a cup of tea and rejoice.

Act as if armistice has already arrived.

Don't wait another minute.
Celebrate today.

Judyth Hill - September 12, 2001


on_a_hill at 2006-05-18 15:35 (UTC) ()
I *heart* you.
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows at 2006-05-18 15:56 (UTC) ()
Aww. I wish I'd written it. *sigh* *loves back*
Latter-day Jezebel
nmalfoy at 2006-05-19 06:18 (UTC) ()
That is AWESOME. Seriously. I must print that out and read it every day. It's a beautiful, peaceful thought... and just by reading that, I felt a moment of grace. Thank you for sharing it.
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows at 2006-05-22 04:50 (UTC) ()
It's gorgeous. I ran across it in my 'net travels and couldn't not share it. *loves*

And! Cat on a Treadmill! Whee!
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