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A white bird flies within the deep chasm of a white glacier shaped like stone
Jean Lemire Antarctica

Is peace coming or going?

Whence for ice shears free

each shard breaks from humanity

plummeting to an unceded sea.

Who of the shattered seize agency

but those “othered” and oppressed?

Amnesty must dovetail with clemency

in storms yet acquiesced.

Peace sleeps in trust of us;

in her featherweight of justice.

Rocky and snowy spires are engulfed in storm clouds. There is light imbuing the clouds from above.
Photo by Alain Rieder on Unsplash



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"Don't ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive. What the world needs is people who have come alive. " - Howard Thurman (AfricanAmerican)