An announcement
reaching out
to touch

There comes a time
beyond
considering
responsibility
to another
in the smaller spectrum

not limited by
constraints
standards
framed by society

an accumulation
culminating
in one moment

realizing
the powers that be
the level collective conscious
is unable to respond

with one final experience
spoken and not met

A surrender
to knowing

change
is not
on the horizon

Slowly
a place inside
of quiet
of solitude

a kind of spiritual
freedom
peace

acceptance
of what is
emerges

together
providing
ease
in action

From death
of form

there belies
hope

its tragedy
its impact

will awaken
something

needing to be
felt
seen
known

its loud silence

a larger story
being
called to

the wound
behind

and the song
of potential
healing

Ruth Roberts