Day and night
our hearts swell and crack
As we struggle with lines
signs and images
hoping that from our strife
thrilling flowers will emerge
We hope healing light
will glow from the depth
of our night
that from the folds
of our fraught souls
vibrant tunes will ensue
While torment issues
from the pages of our poetry
We wish all earth’s children
will thrive like lush leaves
Day and night
our minds wrestle
with pain of past disasters
We struggle to reshape the world
and correct history’s mistakes
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