Blow Winds Blow
Blow, Winds, Blow
Blow, winds, from the
thick, suffocating heat
of the steamy tropics,
from the arid deserts
of the high plateaus
and frigid steppes of Asia.
Blow from the eastern seas
and the western oceans
across the weeping rivers
and jagged mountains.
Ripening seeds of change
search to find a home.
Howl, Winds, howl!
Find your way through
the cracks of open minds
and plant your seeds.
Then whisper, whisper
them into the ears of those
who need listen and hear.
Blow them like cinders
into eyes to make them
aware so they process
truth as it struggles
to drive its roots down deep.
Blow, Winds, blow
far away and wide
into hearts and minds.
Let the good seeds take root
to burst up through
the mud and mire to
grow straight and strong,
to multiply and proliferate,
choking out the roots
of weedy lies so we can
once again breathe free.
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