In the end,
What we care about,
Is the climate within.
For violence to Earth,
Blood in streets and the fields,
Is simply echoing,
The vast turmoil within.
We’re lost,
we’re terrified,
We run fast and away,
We point fingers, look out there for a fix,
We get busy,
Busy-ness,
Dizzy-ness.
All we will ever find,
In this mad out quest,
Is excruciating pain,
Of disconnect within.
Time,
Now,
For you,
For us,
For me,
To re-connect.
If I can visualize, close your eyes, do it with me
If I can visualize all the atrocities of life,
And shrink the dark picture
And hold it, tiny, present, in the back, on the left side of my mind.
If I can visualize, close your eyes, do it with me
If I can visualize all the beauties of life,
And shrink the bright picture
And hold it, tiny, present, in the back, on the right side of my mind.
And if I keep holding,
Dark on the left,
Bright on the right,
And stay just there,
Balanced,
Centered,
Aligned,
Then,
Mes amis,
I’m at the place to be,
To dive deep and within,
My entire being,
Re-connecting,
Re-creating,
Inspiring.
Art
Touches,
Art
Moves,
The artist inspires,
For on the long and perilous journey,
From the head to the heart,
She is showing us the way,
The heartist’s way.
Humans,
Weapons of mass re-connection,
Weapons of mass re-creation,
Of course, we can all be.
Please let my Poet Be.
Singer and composer Tara Baswani invited me to write and say those words on stage with her during her live Quest Sessions performance at Place to B, Paris, December 3, 2015, COP21 Climate Change Negotiations.
© Dominique Bel, 2020. All Rights Reserved in all Countries.
Tara Baswani - Quest Session - Place to B, Paris, December 2015
