Carmen Avis

In the prayer spaces of narrow
I place seedlings of an open mind.

Today is here in the green
leaf paintbrush of sky, raven call,
and soft wings of a butterfly.

A child of earth, sibling of sky,
I walk in the choir of voices
singing protect.

Change begins with small things,
grows in the unity of hands.
The “we” of community
begins in the roots of I can.

May I be strengthened by
the notes of a birdsong,
feathered poet of emergent peace.

©Susie Clevenger 2019

One theme...Peace


  1. Oh Susie, this poem is exquisite, and gives me hope....that green leaf paintbrush of sky.........and the roots of I can............gorgeous! Lovely to see you in the blogblast! Yay!

  2. Wise, hopeful, and truly beautiful! I love every line Susie!!

  3. Outstanding poetry.

    Thank you for blogging for peace with us.


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