This post is for all who put pen to paper to unfurl their minds in the service of illuminating darkness. A worthy and meritorious offering.
The Blog, Dew on The Grass writers have been thinking about Freedom these past days. Here is a poem that appears in a post published today:
Freedom is the unfurling of the hand of self,
finger by grasping finger
Feathers unfold, flutter, fly
Release into the stillness of an ocean sky
A vastness deep
Ripple upon ripple dissipates into the blue-black,
lit by an eternity of stars and moon
The warmth of coolness
The illumination of the night
By Karen Richards
I believe this to be the first post on Dew on The Grass. Timely I’d say, to take another look.