Collaboration for Peace – 47





Why are we backpedaling
While currents of clarity
Still flow at our feet?
How does one drop of impurity
Poison our possibilities?
When are we accountable
For the inevitable,
Witnesses to the destruction?

We are the ripples of hope
On waters, stagnant
The ancient sunlight shimmer
Dancing over shadows
We are the reflections
Of persistent hands of change
And this world did not evolve
Without us


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Swan Lake by Derek Finch

How can I reach you
teach you, touch you
You cannot hear me
are not near me,
gone away
You do not see me
believe in me,
trust my words
If I could fly, I would
And so
I will toss my love
into the air
let it’s ripples
find you, bind you
to me


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