We draw lines in the sand and pretend
we have created something. The Creator blew
Spirit upon the dust and clay
of this land and we awakened into sight
and sound and sensation. That is, if you believe the tale.
Use your hands
to build not destroy, to embroider
Love upon the landscape, to fasten
the crown of Peace upon every head.
Use your mind to dream goodwill into being.
Use love to deliver the dream to those who come
after you have returned
to dust.
© Tina Zabielski 2011-2019
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A beautiful line: Use your mind to dream goodwill into being. —–Chagall