Poem: The Beating Heart Everywhere
one year
since we rose up
and linked hands
and listened to one another
and heard the whisper
and the beating heart
of a rebellion
of love
against the cold logic
of profit
against the easy violence
of power
against the sickening indifference
of despair
for the cool sensibility
of rivers
for the sacred wholeness
of being
for the passionate messiness
of hope
we came together
again
and linked hands
and listened to one another
and heard the whisper
and the beating heart
everywhere
