Who are we?
We are not affiliated to any group but support all efforts to bring about peace and sense in the world.
We are just a small group of who decided that we had to do something, anything, to show that we cared and are not persuaded that war is the answer. And if Genetically Modified or Engineered crops and food is the answer, we sure didn’t understand the question.
Mike Grenville
Wage Peace
Wage peace with your breath.
Breathe in firemen and rubble,
breathe out whole buildings and flocks of red wing blackbirds.
Breathe in terrorists
and breathe out sleeping children and freshly mown fields.
Breathe in confusion and breathe out maple trees.
Breathe in the fallen and breathe out lifelong friendships intact.
Wage peace with your listening: hearing sirens, pray loud.
Remember your tools: flower seeds, clothes pins, clean rivers.
Make soup.
Play music, memorize the words for thank you in three languages.
Learn to knit, and make a hat.
Think of chaos as dancing raspberries,
imagine grief
as the outbreath of beauty or the gesture of fish.
Swim for the other side.
Wage peace.
Never has the world seemed so fresh and precious:
Have a cup of tea and rejoice.
Act as if armistice has already arrived.
Celebrate today.
Judyth Hill
Way of the Mountain@Rockmirth
September 11, 2001
Judyth Hill is a stand-up poet and teacher of poetry, living in amazed and grateful beauty where the Rockies meet the Plains, in Northern New Mexico. Her six published books of poetry include Presence of Angels, Men Need Space, and her collection of poems of her land, Black Hollyhock, First Light, from La Alameda Press. She was described by the St. Helena Examiner as, “Energy with skin”.