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Poetry practice

Still mind helps us to discover ourselves         What if we find only beauty inside? Allowing compassion to lead the way         Yields answers to questions not thought of yet Tossing a stone into the deep blue lake         Radical notions with each breath we take Change does not approach, nor does it vanish         In this moment, with each breath, I am change

More Iambic practice

Hiding the beauty, hatred divides us         Creating beauty, leads us out of fear To be gentle is to be powerful         Aggression is not the pathway to peace They tell us the dogs of war must be fed         This breed and their masters feed on our fear