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A Thousand Years of Healing

Updated: Jan 25, 2021

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 practice blending our voices,

living with the vision of the Great Magic we move within.

We begin

the new habit, getting up glad

for a thousand years of healing.


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