Becoming Bold for Change

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“There is no chance on the welfare of the world unless the condition of the women is improved. 

It is not possible for a bird to fly on only one wing.” —  Swami Vivekananda

Tear her apart and you rip me as well.

Tell her what to grow in her garden beds—

dictate just how and where and when, and you

do so to me, too, we who were never

meant to be owned and stripped and shaped and killed.

As is Mother Earth, so are her offspring.

And all—each one of us—are worlds with hearts

and souls and purpose and ability.

Deny it not.  You want to control us—

and some submit, only until we wake.

Spirit feeds on the abundance of Earth

where both anger and love have grown from seeds

to roots and stems that cannot be destroyed—

though she and I can die.  It’s better to

unite with us than to subjugate us. 

She has gifts to share of her own free will, and I

do too.  She and I both have hands to hold,

to share the work, to lessen loads, to pick

the produce ripe and fair, and to perfect

symbiosis here with soil, water, fire and air.

Hold her with love and you hold me as well.
All in fullness, we swim naked in light
and dark and have no fear.  Inhale-exhale
is prayer sans words, but voices are welcome.
Call, respond, echo, sing and have no fear.

For Sumana's Poets United Midweek Motif ~ 

A Woman's Day: Be Bold For Change

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