RIP Maya Angelou


Thank you for so much heart-full, wise words; for attending to our scared, bruised places which needed healing and beauty. Thank you for the cascades of poems. For being a beautiful, inspiring, uplifting human being. Wishing you freedom from suffering and much peace and liberation.

I hope we can heed this advice from, “On The Pulse of Morning”

Do not be wedded forever
To fear, yoked eternally
To brutishness.

The horizon leans forward,
Offering you space to place new steps of change.
Here, on the pulse of this fine day
You may have the courage
To look up and out upon me, the
Rock, the River, the Tree, your country.

No less to Midas than the mendicant.

No less to you now than the mastodon then.

Here on the pulse of this new day
You may have the grace to look up and out
And into your sister’s eyes, into
Your brother’s face, your country
And say simply
Very simply
With hope
Good morning. 

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-the-pulse-of-morning/

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Author: Hillary Johnson

Improvisational documentary and fine art photographer.

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