immovable

when i want to be heard

often the universe

does not respond

when i reach

to adjust the world

it is immovable

when i try to

convince

debate

create

i am often overlooked

and yet

the movers and shakers

change little

they walk in footsteps

that are already there

they speak in stilted words

ignoring what we fear

we must tip the world

to discover answers

although

you know

the answers

have always been there

maybe we listen

to the racket

the decluttering of

the weight

of all gone wrong

the mutterings

the rumblings

as the past fades away

tomorrow leaves today

ironically

we are spinning backwards

so i wave a white flag

not a surrender

but a remembering

of our collective collateral pain

it speaks from a human heart

words fall like heavy rain

please hear me

come with me

we can change

the current

of the winds

the seas

mindsets

that cannot retrieve

our reality

our future to be

for you and me

it is not

the photograph we see

but the puzzle we assemble

and today

as we sit on the cliff of despair

hope remains everywhere

it is in the energy

of aware

it will carry us

like the dandelion

floating in air

the universe

will take a second look

and light

will be our essence

come with me

the end will never be

in the sacredness

of ebb and flow

sun and moon

mountain range or endless sea

the hope of the world

disdains apathy

to be seen

to be heard

is what we all deserve

in the order of things

we let go

and yet remain

without the bee

there is no honey

found in the tree

without us

and every you

there is no me

eventually

we will cease to be

~ patty

art- honey bee- artist in left bottom corner