Pace e Bene – 7 July 2021
“Our own pulse beats in every stranger’s throat.
And also there within the flowered ground beneath our feet.
And—teach us to listen! . . .
We can hear it in winter, in wood, and even in stone.
We are earth of this earth, and we are bone of this bone.
This is a prayer I sing, for we have forgotten this and so
The earth is perishing.”
—Barbara Deming
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