Poem: It’s Time for Calm
When tempers are flaring and hearts start to burn,
It’s time for the people of Earth to return.
To reason and kindness, to listening hearts,
To knowing that healing is how peace will start.
In India’s villages, France’s proud streets.
And Israel’s markets where sorrows repeat.
To Pakistan’s valleys where heartache runs deep,
Our neighbors need courage to wake from their sleep.
Across wider oceans, new voices arise,
In the States, England’s, and Canada’s gray skies.
In Germany’s halls where the old echoes hum,
Can trust be rebuilt, and our better selves come?
We’ve shouted and blamed and drawn battle lines,
We’ve traded our truth for political signs.
But truth isn’t owned by red, green, orange, or blue,
It’s living inside me, and inside of you.
Each country’s been shaken, each family has known,
The pain of division that cuts to the bone.
But bridges can form where compassion is laid,
And anger dissolves when forgiveness is made.
We don’t need agreement on every belief,
To give our neighbors a sense of relief.
For mercy is stronger than fury or pride,
And love is the banner that won’t be denied.
Let voices grow softer, let tempers unwind,
As empathy returns to unlock our minds.
All nations divided will crumble apart,
Until we recall that we share but one heart.
So breathe, fellow humans, and cease with the harm,
Our healing begins when we choose to stay calm.
Not silence or weakness, but courage refined,
To speak with compassion and open your mind.
When history looks back on this most troubled age,
May it read that we learned to turn down our rage.
Kindness returned as a long-absent psalm,
So peace then did blossom — in Our Time of Calm.
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What types of events shake your world? How do you find your way back to peace and calm?
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This is lovely! I am sure every generation says it has its trials and tribulations. Right now, I find the growing bigotry, ultra-right conservatism and racism nearly more than I can manage. Are we returning to Nazi Germany?
At 77 I worry about my family, my children, my grands. I worry about others whose rights are quickly eroding. I find my peace by paying it forward, by taking more of an interest in others. By ensuring I am kind and caring.
On another subject, I’d like to know how Margaret Manning is fairing now that her exciting trip has come to a close. Does she have a permanent space? Has her health recovered? How exciting that she is about to embark on another trip!
Thanks for your thoughtful comments. I find it too easy to become lost in the “what if” this and that occurs, particularly where my grandchildren are involved. And, I find my own inner peace knowing that they will experience that which they are life to experience and more fully understand. Even the unpleasant stuff. I am always available to them all and that’s all I can do. Remember our hippy slogan, “Keep the faith baby.” Well, let’s do that in our minds and hearts and actions. I have no new information about Margaret. I’m sure that anything new will be posted when it occurs. So, let’s keep the faith and celebrate the Iranians who are breaking free of tyranny right now.
What a fabulous poem. For me, it’s the constant belief that nature and all energy seek balance. The pendulum swings to extremes and eventually finds center again. I listen to AI-generated videos of Neville Goddard – truly believing in the power of living in the end, the immeasurable magic of our imagination. I walk outside every day, whether walking, driving, or looking out the window, and I marvel at nature, at her beauty and resilience.
Beautiful 💞
Lovely poem!