Stillness In the Confusion

As I awaken to a new day with contemplation puzzle pieces scattered in misty confusion this quiet of nature to nurture, replenish my faith as the world spins wildly with our intrusion In the stillness of the tangerine sunrise I feel the turmoil and weight of many voices ebb into the morning of flowering current quiet the anxiety of rampant murmured choices I’m the spell cast upon my desire’s open mouth spawn the growth of dissent against your hate smell the eruption, aghast against powerful eyes in our actions comes the rules of all our fate keep me calm in the swirl of the mighty dollar as I scrub the yellow stain of your narrowed sight hands raw, knees scraped, heart bleeding though worse fate could soon be our dire plight how can all be heard and healed of their fear in your image they kill their innocence for glory while I sit in this peace of your imminent truth praying our chance comes to be a different story copyright 2020 Jeanne McGee