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 Jobe 

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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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James