I’d like to write on the fabric in indelible ink:
vast fabric, well-considered writing
Fabric of concern and
fabric of solution
Fabric of holding together
and fabric of good changes
My fabric is a quilt,
a large quilt permeating
this Reality
In the part that is Mother Earth,
I write bees and birds, trees
and hugs
They’re already there, too–
I’m just asserting them more
for wide margin
The fabric contains all peoples,
be they people who identify as nations
or not, as belonging
or not
They belong to the fabric
The fabric has medicines
to heal that which has been
ailing us
The ailment a kind of
mass mental illness, the
mass mental illness of anger, hate,
fear, jealousy, apathy
Beholding this fabric
is one of many ways to heal
the mental illness… just writing
about it heals a lot
There are other Agencies of healing,
and Ways of realizing better ways
of being, some of which are
all-encompassing synonyms
for each other
Some see the agencies of Christ,
Krishna, Buddha, Great Spirit, Mohammed,
Faith, Rationality, Good Practices, Mother Earth,
the Dogons
One Way is to coalesce various ideas into
the idea of this fabric, for much of Reality can
be picked up this way–idea a handle for
bringing into being something
to be examined, realized
~ Lady