A Thousand Years of Healing

Updated: Jan 25


A Thousand Years of Healing

by Susa Silvermaire

With this turning we put a broken age to rest.

we who are alive at such a cusp

now usher in

a thousand years of healing.

From whence my hope, I cannot say,


But it grows in the cells of my skin,

My envelope of mysteries.

In this sheath so akin to the surface of earth

I sense the faint song.

Beneath the wail and dissonance

this singing rises. Winged ones

and four-legged ones,

grasses and mountains and each tree,

all the swimming creatures.

Even we, wary two-leggeds,

hum, and call, and create

the changes. We remake our relations, mend

our minds, convert our minds to the earth.

We practic