Simply a photo + a poem

Dear ones,

Today, something simpler than the cacophony of never-ending info streams: a photo and a poem.

Enjoy,
Nicole

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TOWARD PEACE

Perhaps some part of me still believes
peace is a destination,
a place we arrive, ideally together.
 
I notice how shiny it is, this belief,
like a flower made of crystal,
beautiful, but lifeless,
 
devoid of the dust and scuff
that come from living a real day.
Meanwhile, there is this invitation
 
to grow into peace the way real flowers grow—
in the dirt. With blight and drought,
beetles and hail.
 
Meanwhile this invitation
to live in the tangle of fear and failure,
to be humbled by my own inner wars
 
and wonder how to find a living peace
right here, the peace that arrives
when we take just one step through the mess
 
toward compassion and notice
as our foot rises our heart also rises
and in that lifted moment
 
still scraping along in the dirt,
there is a peace so real we become light,
become the momentum that is the change.

– Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer