Poems From The Porch
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A Good Defense
The world is grey this morning,
light mist contrasted with heavy water
pooled beneath the trees.
Two drops of liquid
are clinging tenaciously to the top of a rocker,
despite the fortitude of the breeze.
My heart is with the flickering votive today,
a visual intention for world peace
and the relief of all those who are suffering.
For there are so many forms of misery on earth
and painful conflict that longs for compassionate buffering.
External strife is easy to address
because it is tangible, obvious, and seen.
It is the internal discord
that goes without notice
but is felt, projected, and keen.
The bigger threat is posed by this hidden ache,
gun powder awaiting spark
igniting quarrel, attack, and spar.
Your wounds and mind
when acknowledged and tended
are the best defense against war.