Week #22.... begin and end with the words "I surrender" I surrender t o the shape of the clouds a horse, a dragon and a flying heron… and when the thunder rumbles over, to all its animal sounds. I surrender to this upside down house, this chore of straightening, the trip and fall over the cricket bat, scattered trump cards on the floor, and as I slowly lose my cool the innocence fired, from sundae faces and chocolate eyes. I surrender to the mistiness in your eyes, your strength to make this sodden trail up to my broken heart, as I note the inequities, accept apologies and let you care for a change. I surrender to this society, trying so hard to stand still with its weight of sin for every 20 savage, 20 cowards, and 10 drunks raising the stink those 50 humane, upright, aware of their burden but rising still. I surrender To this world, to its beauty, its animal, birds and plants, from the one celled amoeba to the breach of a blue whale, from the hanging icicles of the
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