Writing and Music by John Kirnan

Messengers – a poem about peace

Posted by John Kirnan on August 1st, 2012

This poem is from "The Hard Won Hush." It's about peace, the lack of it, the real possibility of creating it, and one of the ways it can begin. You could say that “Messengers” is my peace pipe. Please feel free to pass it round the circle.

We've created two versions to make it easier for you to share: the excerpt above, and the full poem below.

Messengers The differences between us are many and they mean nothing Don’t believe what others say I’m not your enemy There is a child sleeping He is impossibly yours He is perfection Where words end he begins Your voice singing love pure love with every note singing your world in your tongue to your son tonight that voice is mine Your hand that reaches to express the depth to needlessly, needfully smooth hair into place to touch with respect the grace of small fingers that hand is mine Your eyes that now discover what everything means the path of family on a spiral of years your eyes that catch magic alive and unhurt then blur and, for a moment see so much more those eyes are mine Your heart is my heart your strength is my strength your father, my father your son, my son We must listen to the truth these sleeping children speak these peaceful little messengers these tiny dreamers in our darkness Don’t believe what others say I’m not your enemy The differences between us are many And they mean nothing

 


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One Comment to Messengers – a poem about peace

  1. Pat says:
    August 12, 2012 at 7:45 pm

    So beautiful!

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