Sounds Sing Peace

When we struggle to revive

our soul from pain of day,

we need to find a safe outlet. 

I can step out my door with ease,

sweeten my frame of mind.

I worry little about tomahawks,

cluster bombs, collapsed homes.

On my agenda are groceries.

A rally near home has my attention.

I’ll try to remember melodic sounds.

A hoot owl lives in a distant forest. 

A loon calls in a nearby lake. 

Doves coo in the early morning.

My environment gives me peace.