(A lone voice whispers)
Above all, like a form of intriguing divine magic
Vibrate in a form of insubordination, and write
Express anything
From good to tragic
Try to be an inspired instrument of grassroots resistance
To help others recover their power
For are you not a poet, writing about your experiences of walking,
The dark parapets and sun filled staircases
Of the Universes, many castles, and towers
Don't you want to be a part of one of the most avant-garde written movements in history
To flow down through Times, many fast-flowing rivers
With millions of other white paper boats
Symbolizing poetry
To be a burning sage on someone's minds door
To help them begin, the ancient cleansing ritual of purification
They might need
When they look into your soul's mirror
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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