Peace Poem: Feminist Sunrise

“This year at the 3rd annual World Peace Poets “Read-In for Peace” event I read the poem pasted below.  It stems from a moment in a day when, perhaps, you realize the day will continue whether or not you join it; the clock does not stop, and time marches on.  A simple fact of our universe is that the planets will always spin.  There is more to say, but maybe the poem will tell you how I found a moment of peace.” ~SPL

Canada, Alberta, Banff National Park, A dramatic sunrise over Mount Rundle from the Vermillion Lakes

Photo credit: Jon Cornforth (one of my personal favorites) Canada, Alberta, Banff National Park, A dramatic sunrise over Mount Rundle from the Vermillion Lakes, http://cornforthimages.com/

 

Feminist Sunrise

It was a feminist morning

The sun came up because it wanted to.

—it really did.

and it demanded that I respect it’s decision.

and I did—I really did.

 

I was thankful that the sun always rose

Even those days I couldn’t see it

even the days in deep winter when I

questioned it’s existence

—it is there.

 

A bookmark in the sky.

Reliable as clockwork.

A thing of legends.

A monument to time itself,

whether I saw it,

whether I believed.

Because some things are true,

whether you believe in them

—or not.

 

 

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