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The wind is ruffling the leaves in the tree
But today not mine; I am observer only
Some days it blows me along in front of it
Or rushes by me and I run to catch up
Often it stirs only within me so you do not see
When ought I accept the wind?
When stir?

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 1262

Justice is in danger
whenever we seek a profit
Equity, fair play, loving-kindness
are at stake
when we squeeze through a tight opening
across two lanes to our exit
whether or not we hear horns of protest
Our grandchildren suffer every time
we waste water or electricity
or fill the land with something
we could have recycled
By littles, by days, by minutes
Justice is endangered
whenever we think
we are more than others

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We can tell stories—our first hand, lived stories all the way to parables. We can become stories—as people did with marches and sit-ins in the 1960s. We can show stories—such as inviting journalists to see the daily miracles happening among us. Stories can be used to bring cultural change.

:- Doug.