Ear to the Ground

icebergI’ve been having apocalyptic dreams lately. you know, just run-of-the-mill-end-of-the-world type stuff. the old is dying & the new is being born. it is the story of the universe. maybe if you’re like me, you feel it but it doesn’t seem acceptable to feel it or express it. it’s OK. In fact, I think we have to feel it in order for the next steps in our evolution. I’ve been allowing myself to feel into my grief about the dying of the current order.


I put my ear to the ground
the other day
and heard the most astonishing thing:

it was the sound of an Old Order dying

it was like a mile-long ‘berg
calving from its
mother

crepitating into the cold sea

like bees
falling to the ground
the absence of their buzz
louder than a jet engine

like the grumble of the rising sea
lapping at the city’s feet

like an economic system
built on gambling and greed
not compassion and need
crashing into limits

like the roar of the typhoons
and shifting monsoons
the burning of oil
the cracking  of soil
the earth quaking
and hearts breaking
the cries of the displaced
and species erased

if you put your ear to the ground
perhaps you can hear it too

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