In These Times

There is something of a discord,
stretching between the heart
and the mind,
In these dark times:

All at once it is hard to see the Light.
A cacophony of shouts cry out,
echoing thru the atmosphere.
Penetrating your Heart
Until we don't know,
if its the Earth screaming,
or just the rest of Us.

In this space of rage and fear,
Minds scramble, hands grasp, hearts darken
visions of our clear future are difficult to harken.
All at once it is hard to feel the Light.
In these dark times:

We take a step back,
Accosted it appears,

 that there is no way to fight.
There is no way to uncover that light,
that we fear is being swallowed up,
by the machinations of our societies' creations.
At times, it becomes too much.

Until....
A quiet comes over us.
And in those moments of pensive pause.
We touch base, we feel safe.
Fleeting as it may be...
All at once it is easy to see the Light.

In these quiet times:
Hopes are born, solidarity takes form.
Ideas march forth from the center,
embracing those who rise up.

From the center, their fire builds.
From the boundaries, come many more.
Hearts aflame with a vision of the future,
Standing, like pillars of strength.
Like mountains of truth,
holding the space,
building this home.

In these fiery times:
Old systems and stagnation crumble,
Burn away.
Clearing the air for new growth.
You cannot not miss the view, these days,
There is a Phoenix rising on every corner.

There is a rainbow of visions being born in the hearts,
and fermented in the minds of all of us.
And all at once it is easy to Be the Light.
In These Times