Surfacing

Joyful green is making a comeback
somewhere, right now.
In the forests that burnt down,
in discarded pots and abandoned gardens,
green tokens are sprouting, signs and portends
are bursting through tarmac and concrete,
as surely as green covers the graves
of men who once were kings.
Remember the green, in gratitude and joy.
There is a song sung this very minute,
somewhere, right now. Make it your song.
In gratitude and joy and sorrow,
let your heart sing along, or better still,
sing out loud.
In hope and defiance, in love and in despair
sing your song.
Caress the air like the birds do,
puncture the shadow like new flowers do
come up for air trusting
that the sun and the rain
shall be there to meet you,
like the new grass trusts.
There is an embrace opening its arms
somewhere, everywhere, this minute.
Embrace and be embraced
in love and reverence, joy and gratitude.
For we are all in that embrace
as the earth and the sky and the light embrace us.
May the blessings multiply, may the shadows
give us shelter in the middle of the day,
as we walk in reverence, gratitude and joy,
may this my prayer, song of my heart,
come to pass.
Somewhere, my love, green tipped arrows
are announcing the revolution,
Somewhere, hope sings.