Little Birds

 

"May my heart always be open to little birds," the poet said.*
Oh, mine is always listening for their song.

My heart is open, too, to the knowing that
there are more beings of light than
forces of darkness in this world.
The arc of justice is long, and I believe
that it will turn again, as it always has before.

"There is a greater landscape than the one we see,"**
more going on than we can understand.
The force of Mother Earth is more powerful
than the corporate criminals doing so much damage,
(wealth at the expense of every other living being.)
But, no matter how rich, they, too, will one day
live the consequences. Or their grandchildren will.

The only door, in my mind, that I close
is against MAGA, fascism, and right wing forces
across the globe, greedy for money 
and abusive power. May they be voted out,
so we can get to work repairing and restoring
all the damage they have done.

Meanwhile, the forest opens its door to me.

A peaceful sanctuary lies within.

*from the poem with this title by e.e.cummings

**I dont remember who wrote this quote.

For Mary's prompt at What's Going On - Openings