Giving to the wind
Giving myself away
To the wind
Not as a leaf blown
But as a swimmer within
This gossamer fluid throwing in every last bit
(There never is a choice, all is demanded of each)
Throwing in to life
:- Doug.
Archive for March 25th, 2011
Weaving tears and laughter
When I said community disorganizer, you laughed; there is also a side where we notice others’ tears and try to weave those tears and that laughter into a better now.
:- Doug.
One…one, one, one…one
The beating of the drums
The music of the spheres
Rhythm, rhythm
Thrumming of our veins
Melodiously
Calling us to be
One…one, one, one…one
:- Doug.
Weaving what we need
I ask
How can we
weave
what we have
into
what we need?
Weave
who we are
into
community?
:- Doug.
