In the aftermath of the shocking events coming out of Boston on Monday, following the many other tragedies people have endured recently, what is most remarkable is how people have come together to help out those who are suffering. Our capacity for kindness is never to be underestimated, but as the world around us becomes increasingly dangerous, it seems that people are becoming increasingly kind - and courageous.
I believe this week's events, following in the wake of Newtown, Aurora, 9/11 and countless other recent tragedies, tells us that a seismic social shift is occurring. In the midst of all the bad news, then, there is some good news:
Plant your feet firmly on the ground, your head
held high as though by a string.
Listen to the red-winged blackbirds, the spring frogs.
There is an aquifer in your heart: send a dipper down.
What have you drawn forth? Send it
out of this room like waves of song.
Float it around the Hairpin Turn, along
the old Mohawk Trail. Direct it toward the rising sun.
Our hearts are in the east though we are in the west.
Blanket the wounded city with melody.
Sing to the runners with aching hamstrings
to the bewildered families who lined the marathon route
to the children who are trying to make sense
to the adults who are trying to make sense
to the EMTs and policemen who ran
not away from the suffering, but into the fire
sing to the grieving families, here and everywhere.
Inhale again, reach into your well:
is there light even for the twisted soul of the bomber?
Now sing to yourself, sluice your own wounds.
We are loved by an unending love.
Listen to the birds again, and remember.