Poetry is a good medium for revolutionary hope.

It is a grief over the fate of the Earth that contains within it a joyful hope, that we might reclaim this Earth.

Self-reflection is a desire felt by the body, as well as the soul. As dancers, healers, and saints all know, when you turn your attention toward even the simplest physical process - breath, the small movements of the eyes, the turning of a foot in midair - what might have seemed dull matter suddenly awakens.

Even in the grimmest of circumstances, a shift in perspective can create startling change.

What is buried in the past of one generation falls to the next to claim.

I know I am made from this earth, as my mother's hands were made from this earth, as her dreams came from this earth and all that I know, I know in this earth, the body of the bird, this pen, this paper, these hands, this tongue speaking, all that I know speaks to me through this earth.

we are nature. We are nature seeing nature. We are nature with a concept of nature. Nature weeping. Nature speaking of nature to nature.