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