The scent of rain, the scent of pine
The crows have come today
To count and measure the wounds of the earth
These wounds are large and numerous
And the crows announce them one by one
I am their witness
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Silence is a blessing
The perfect emptiness that binds you to the void
Embrace it
Raise up your arms and give thanks for silence
Give thanks for the vast emptiness of the void
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The scent of rain, the scent of pine
The sweet light of a winter day as the clouds break
And sunshine blesses the cold crisp air
The sound of my cane tapping the ground with each step
Walking this valley on a chilly morning in winter
James Lee JobeĀ
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Link: A poem by Jordan Perez, O GOD OF CUBA
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If you want a revolution
grow a new mind
and do it quietly if you can
d.a. levy
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