Love makes you strong
yet helpless at times.
Love can move mountains
yet not heal a suffering friend.
We can comfort, soothe and help,
hold a hand, give courage, but
can we remove the core pain?
Is being there enough when storm roars?
I look at the birds and see their ease
their natural being, living free today;
I listen to shouting and angry voices
who think they know how to lead.
I say, you don’t know a thing.
We all need care, love and togetherness.
Not anger and weapons,
lifeless tools for creating a whole.
Fragmented you leave the world.
Let love and care be behind our actions
it is surprising how good that feels,
Remember, we are all the same
and yet unique.
Our souls will whisper our songs
They will all sing in tune.
© miriam ivarson