Storm

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In darkness

a universe forms

planets collide

stars are born

we pray for peace

yet celebrate war.

.

Rage on, Jupiter’s storms

…Watch as we deny…

 peace sown by blood

does not the violence end,

nor is wishing it away

a form of love.

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Beauty calls to us in the stars

.

Children of the storm,

sun sets on the fruits of

civilization, their seeds

falling in the night.

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War,

loss,

rebirth.

We will struggle

to grow again

and wonder

…WHY…

why do we not learn

the universal lesson?