The Great Turning after Joanna Macy See the world you want to live in she said apple tree bowing in stiff wind the awe-filled truth sets free the weeping mother of a female soldier the IED her legs blown off dog, turning three times before the final groan and flop his bones relaxing We all come from the same alive bright responsive I love exactly how it is The turn, revealed
Amrita, this is simply exquisite. One of my favorite, favorites of yours.
Wow! Thank you! I keep feeling as though this poem doesn't hold together, but then I don't change it.
So much truth. Grinning at the photo. ;-)
Thanks! I love that photo, too. She's a very funny girl, and is most often upside down.