Big sky
Serenity clouds
Moments of still
Eagle content
This quiet watching
Canada Day
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How long
I’ve lived already
barely
realizing the quiet quite obvious:
inspiration
means breathing in
while conscious.
I aspire now
to more than
mere presence.
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Future
One day
all that breathes life
and enchants our souls
all that we love
all truth and beauty for which
our lonely hearts yearn
will be saved from ruin
by subtle maps drawn for us
in the quiet rooms of
poets.
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World needs more quiet.
More lightness.
More harmony.
More warmth.
More peace.
More friends.
Less snarl.
More ssshhhh.
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So much anger in the world
So much hatred
So much kill
Be we quiet madding voices
Be we peaceful
Be we still
Live, honour life
Love, our will.
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Give neither
glance nor precious
breath
to threats of killers’
lurking
hollow-eyed wait
but honour Peace
dedicate every
step to Love.
Forgiveness,
when you can.
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soft shadow possibility
forever lurking inside
hardened walls of ages.
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Every one of us
older than you
now
still standing by
muted choir mouthing
your Imagine
awaiting
some visionary
one who knows
Peace.
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Why do you
sit quiet mornings
places where
no light
seeps in?
I reflect
pay homage
dream hope
to inhale one elusive
drop of stillness.
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