RING – By ElizaBeth Coira

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I think I’ll look
At the world like a tree

From way up here
The world’s not
                        Right
                        Or wrong

                        With us
                        Against us

                        Us
                        Versus them

                        He
                              She
                                      They
                        All busy bopping heads

Pitter
           Patter
Crawl up tiny ants

Flitter
            Flutter
As only birds can

Breathing
                    Whispers
Tickles of the wind

Grasping
                  Attaching
Mossy little friends

And no matter
How much hot air is spewed

We can clean it up
With our Being

‘Til we all
                   Fall
                           Down

NO MORE RESISTANCE – By ElizaBeth Coira

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No more resistance
To getting up
            living
            breathing

In and out
Slow release
From stress
            anger
            depression

Patience
And tolerance
Peace
Serenity

Respond
Not react
Restart this life
You are free to be as you please

Crawl with the ants
Shine with the sun
Listen with the moon
Lean with the trees

Bloom with the flowers
Float butterfly
Transform
Begin anew

SOME DAY – By ElizaBeth Coira

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Some day my hair
Will be less like the trees
And more like
The moon and stars

(Well –what’s wrong with that
I’d like to know
Because a commercial
Told you so?)

Some day my blood
Will run deep to the sea
Reclaim
            Relinquish
My life here on earth

(Well –what’s wrong with that
What is it you fear
Because a blind hyena
Preached at you my dear?)

Some day my flesh
Will feed a bird or flower
A bloom of new life
That’s nothing to do with
                                                money
                                                salvation
                                                indoctrination
                                                “power”

Some day my bones
Will root beneath the trees
My fingers belonging
In the cool embrace of earth

Will my soul some day
Float above the clouds
Return to the All I know
Awaiting home

Some day I’ll see
There’s nothing but
                                       To Be
What more do we really need
Let’s look around with Love