Spiritual poems and ponderings

SEEDS

We plant seeds

with the little
with the lot
with the light
you planted in us

In the still-dry places

in the cracks
in the concrete
we plant seeds

One at a time

carefully
wholeheartedly
hearts in an open palm
the whole messy
pulsing raw vulnerable
lot of us

And we overthink

and lies echo
and the world doesn’t always understand
and we may be mocked
and we may be knocked down
and we believe we are not enough

And sometimes we’re the ones slipping

between the tracks
sometimes we’re
sinking
and the darkness
overwhelms

BUT WE ARE A RAINBOW PEOPLE

who hold onto a promise
the promise that we will not be
forsaken
we are a rainbow people
a burst of joy
following the storm

The relief of fresh air

filling
lungs when they’ve been
running
on nearly empty
for the longest time

WE ARE A RAINBOW PEOPLE

our stories
are not all the same
we are the God colours
paint splatters
on a canvas cracked
and scarred

But ready

ready to be transformed
ready to dance
and live with
hearts and eyes
and palms open

Ready to plant seeds

ready to see transformation
ready to see new life
break in

Katrina Quinn, March 2018, Mumbai. Inspired by the wonderful people of the Mumbai Arts Collective.



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