A symbiosis or Happy Mother Earth day -- The breast arches and forms the shape to meet the needs of his mouth , long before they were ever acquainted. That's true love. That's what mother nature is all about. Embodying true need. Adapting to fulfill true growth. Ahhhh, we still have so much to learn from our mother.
Your poetry submissions have been wonderfully blowing my mind. I'm in awe of the vulnerability and grace and hunger for action that is alive and well today. I've decided to postpone the event planned for April 15 because there is something MUCH bigger brewing here. More than a discussion night that exists in different locales. More than an open call for poets and activists. I'm diving deep into this. And plan on sharing updates soon. Please keep sending poetry. Tap into what's not being said today and send it my way. This will be a holy and vast collection, helping us all transcribe the world we are creating together. Thank you, Your graceful rebel mama j Send poems to email@example.com
Kissing every rock, hello, goodbye, I love you. Or as the oceans rise my heart collapses. Or rather, this is no longer an individuals journey. Asking what can I do? How can I stop climate change? This way of thinking is no longer good enough. We are deep into the "We" territory.