On the Solstice, my good friend Sue took me to hear the Aurora Chorus in their holiday concert. Poet and writer Kim Stafford was the guest artist and the conductor had put this poem to music. I love it.
Friend: Download This Free Proclamation for Local Use
Whereas the world is a house on fire;
Whereas the nations are filled with shouting;
Whereas hope seems small, sometimes
a single bird on a wire
left by migration behind.
Whereas kindness is seldom in the news
and peace an abstraction
while war is real;
Whereas my words are all I have;
Whereas my life is short;
Whereas I am afraid;
Whereas I am free--despite all
fire and anger and fear:
Be it therefore resolved a song
shall be my calling--a song
not yet made shall be my vocation
and peaceful words the work
of my remaining days.