There must be at least two dozen hummingbirds
- many tiny babies -
- many tiny babies -
darting drunkenly from blossom to blossom
in my cherry tree; blue sky above, cloudless.
I hold this in half my heart, while the other half
holds the morning news: can the madman actually
be threatening nuclear war? Might this be
our last day on earth?
I make what might be my last cup of coffee.
I mute the news anchor, who is asking
- incomprehensibly, wide-eyed, seriously questioning -
"Is bombing a country back to the stone age
Biblically permissible?" the response:
"trump and God are angry so this is happening."
We are so far down the rabbit hole,
we must be dreaming. You can't
make this stuff up.
I sit in the sun, watch the baby hummers
dart about. I can hear them peeping
like baby chicks.
Springtime this side of Paradise.
I am in no hurry to see
the other side.
dart about. I can hear them peeping
like baby chicks.
Springtime this side of Paradise.
I am in no hurry to see
the other side.
May all beings be free from fear and sorrow.
May all beings still be here
tomorrow.
May all beings still be here
tomorrow.
Thankfully trump backed off from disappearing a whole civilization overnight, as he had threatened. But the madness continues on and those surrounding him who stay silent are as guilty as he is - even more, since they presumably arent crazy.
Surreal. It is amazing to watch from the other side of the world how military might and impunity can and perhaps will, destroy the earth. All who were silent are complicit...the world will remember their lack of courage.
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