Rosalynn Carter

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Women Are Spirit

While a dwindling minority

of the powerful shout and cheerlead

for war,

you whisper eternal peace.



While lightning bolts

come from thunderclouds of

the martial..

you are the silent stars

which transcend and outlast

the ephemeral storm.



God bless you.

God bless your husband.

God bless America.

God bless the world

God bless all beings.





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RYEFIELD HARP



The ryefield harp

is strummed by the wind

and plucked by the

feathers of the groundnesting

birds he shelters..

banish the Caterpillars

to save the caterpillars



(thank you Truman Capote,

author of The Grass Harp)





CARVED



He walks upon the water

and writes our wrongs upon the sand

When we lay down our throwing stones

He carves our joy's destiny in

the mountains

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