As my world turns upside down
Woke up this morning
and damn but if the world
has not again spun on its axis
and without my permission
turning my world upside down
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2 Our Ground of Being
Rising Up—Together
RISING UP—TOGETHER I I see youOh you little manbecause I have one in me toothough you sit in the highest office of the landa bully noweven as an old manjust…
Follow home the threads of truth and love
My skin grows scratchy and itchy
and I sense the time for shedding
is again come upon me
as the self I thought myself to be
is both too large and too small
for meeting the challenges of my days
Born Again!
I woke this morningto rise before Sunseeking witness of virgin shafts of lightdancing with shadows whilepiercing the bows of tall Ponderosas andcaressing towering Firs too I unzip the door of…
Peace from the Soil
By Emmanuel Karisa Baya*, Farmer and Co-founder and Director of Magarini Children Centre and Organic Demonstration Farm, Kenya I hear the cry of the mankind. The sadness of our cry….
I saw the web this morning
I saw the web this morningSwear I did A spider’s gossamer thin threadcaught Sun’s first shafts of lightpiercing tall pinesdense needles yet drippingwater droplets fallenfrom floating clouds in night’s skyunder…
Feeling a bit lost these days?
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