Climates In Round Color
I could be wrong,
but feel right in guessing,
most straight men
don't understand
Feminists, too,
just like them,
long to answer perennial questions
no one has yet asked
in published forums
for restoring EarthJust dialogue.
What is our unasked climate question?
Hiding deep inside
surgical silence of denial
erasing prior presumptions
of noble humane noises
neglecting wilderness of outside voices,
proEarth choices.
I can feel this holy aspiration
to multi-culturally know
how is water like air,
Or, at least listen for sacred hope
outdistancing secularized
demonized
criminalized despair
That longs for profoundly democratic healing
outside loudly pacing threat
Against transparently discussing
what peace costs
transubstantiating active distrust
of space empowered
time enlightened Others
Who might not forgive us
for trespassing against their safe manna-fed breath,
securing our full
round
securely colored sight lines
multigenerational spaces
sacred places
for and of silent
multi-regenerating solidarity
solitude.
Where does realistic cultural compromise
resonantly close begin?
When does win/win multi-partisan climax of victory
most resiliently open end?
Does whole EarthHealth fill in
as aggressive extraction
of silent singing EarthBeauty
flows out?
Why does ancient enlightening spiritual wisdom
not lack sufficient natural empowering knowledge
of feeling healthy and safe?
How does silence
interrupt
and erupt
Earth's best natural/spiritual questions?
What will we become
outside inside
full grown up and down
and all around
our octave keys
and fractal clues
emerging radiantly complex
full-sung silence
of compassion?
Who would love to outside dare
such self emptying green peace
without inside red despair?
Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2021
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