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i woke early
the darkness still
deep though we have
passed the longest night
what place is this where
light comes but only after
so much absence i touch
the lips of dawn a lover here
the plants indoors hard put
to bloom with so little sun
they grow tall and green without
fruit but the trash plants grow boldly
i cut carrots and beets and celery
plant their leftovers after we eat
their core and voila! new growth
arises to feed us in the darkness of winter
our present of 9500 seeds arrived
yesterday on the eve of this new year
survival seeds it says making me wonder
about life on this planet how our thoughts compel us
will this year bring a new way of seeing a light so
bright we won’t need fosil fuels to fund our sight or
will we hide in caves and hope that the seeds of what
we knew long ago will grow without the sun our thoughts
dark and weary the sound of destruction filling our news
blindness so pervasive we don’t notice lack of eyes we lick
our wounds and hide from terror i say screw the illusion we
are living the dawning of the age of spirit and truth
let the love light begin