Sarrah's Words

Truth is what is known, that does not need defining. It is as simple as a smile. One only needs to recognize it. Once set into words, once defined, it is no longer simple, it becomes something we must explore, argue and rationalize

Fuse

In my right hand I hold my understanding and thoughts and feelings
about what we all see and worry about
the utter desolation and destruction of
current human civilization

but we don’t say that

instead we put our hopes on fleeting things;

like new elections of more empty words and promises
like hopeful theories of how we can save ourselves if we wish it hard enough
like running back to religions distilled to superstitions made pretty
like that beautiful lover in our beds or the hopeful babe in our arms

But civilization is failing and disintegrating.
We watch it burn. Our limbs quaking.

So I look to my left hand.

In it I hold the truths I was raised with and
those things blatantly hidden

The phoenix rising from the ashes

A civilization whose birth is hidden beneath the death of the old one.

I can see it. I know it.
And I weep in hope when I see the seeds of the prototype;
A healing and forging of trusting and loving relationships between transformed individuals, their communities, and newborn, gentle yet ever wisening institutions.
The break in the shell of the seeds of an educational system that creates protagonists and hope,
not apathy
that sparks capacity and endless curiosity and love

When the world falls
A fledgling civilization that has been ignored,
will be there to catch us
But not till we fall.

So I pull and I tug my right and my left hand together
Struggling to see both at once and not live
in one or the other

But unite them.
While my limbs begin to quake.

Written October 28th 2016

In the Trenches

The world crumbles slowly into pieces
rotting and disintegrating
violently shaking
revolting and numbing
us

I am not in the trenches
but I see them

I see the bitterness, heedlessness, unhappiness and selfishness of us individuals
I hear the cries of sadness, tears and shouts of fear and enger of the masses
I feel the institutions of hate, injustice and inaction

But at times
I can also see beyond and within this tragedy
Hear the quietly beating heart of humanity and of love
Feel the longing for unity and warmth
and Know the arduous process of building
something new and widely different

I can look into the future

the pain the heart-ache
but also

The slowly emerging growing solution

Written October 7th 2016