Guest guest Posted March 29, 2003 Report Share Posted March 29, 2003 Come down from the hills. Declare then fighting done. Be bold. Declare victory Even when the temple is wrecked And the tyrants have not retreated, Only coiled back like a snake, Prepared to strike again. Come down. Try to remember A life gentled by daily acts Of domestic faith: the pot Set to boil, the bed made up, The table set in calm expectation That when the sun sets We will still be here. Come down and settle. Unlearn the years of hiding. Light fires that can be seen for miles, That dance and sparkle and warm The frozen marrow. Set lamps In the window. Declare your presenc, Your loyalties, the truths For which you do not expect to have to die. It would be a miracle you say, To carve such a solid life Out of the shell of fear. I say you are the stuff >From which such miracles are made. by Lynne Ungar ===== Sister Usha Devi Founder, Divinely Female and worshipper of the Sacred Flame that shines inside every woman Platinum - Watch CBS' NCAA March Madness, live on your desktop! http://platinum. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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