Thursday, December 22, 2016

A Pebble Makes a Ripple

                            smooth as glass
                            calm complacncy
                            the pond lies quietly
                            undisturbed
                            silent

                            splash
                            water ripple chaos
                            pebble disruptor
                            crud and rude
                            myopic
           
                            promises launched
                            accusations spat
                            some embrace
                            some irritate
                            disruption

                            silence lost
                            ripples call
                            pebble drops
                            to blog bottom
                            mud sludge

                            mud once sleeping
                            wake to voice
                            confusion hastes
                            aware now
                            speak

                            mirky unclarity
                            wild vocality
                            the pond boils
                            disturbed
                            loud

This is my truth. We float here in anticipation of the future of America united we stand. Um, united we stand. With the election our quiet pond became disturbed. Ripples from all angles began to form as the pebbles were tossed out with ignorance and anger. Many made their voices heard stripping bare; a protest. Many yelled back for a new way. And yet, more shied in their safe zones in the mud. Yet, the pebbles kept dropping to the bottom of the pond to wake the voiceless, to bring up the ugly truths, to unite those who once thought were solo. Our pond of America, the United States of America, is stirred up.  It is mirky and muddy. It is unclear. My folks, it is my truth that this is a good thing. It is unsettling, unclear, yet prudent. We are not aware of pain or joy if we don't call out. So now the silent mud is awake. Be awake. Listen. Share. Meditate. And love your neighbor. We are united as we are humans. Let us be the models of compassion and honor in the face of uncertainty.