Now is the time to say Enough!
to the marginalization of all who walk the path of beauty and art
To the unyielding duress of seeking to balance
deep and soulful expression with the strictures of daily existence,
Enough!
To systems and models that devalue currencies of the heart,
imaginings of the soul, visions and dreams fueled by wisdom, experience,
and an unquenchable yearning to connect heaven and earth,
Enough!
To the relentless negation of the unimpeachable sine qua non of
art, music, literature, dance, theatre, and philosophy
in any sustainable, thriving and compassionate society,
Enough!
Now the circle widens and Venus takes her place
War and weapons take flight,
overrun by devotees with well-honed swords drawn
to uplift humanity and provide succor to the weak and the weary of spirit
Art and Beauty wait in the wings while commerce clears its throat
Love and Truth hit their downstage marks
amid the roar of a grateful audience yearning for sustenance
The irresolute masses ache to suckle at the teat of your passion!
You who walk lightly in your search for the Godhead held captive
in every wordstring, in every stroke of the brush,
melody’s trill, gentle footfall, transcendent and lofty upreaching
You who nurture and nourish the divine spark within
even as the incessant crush of containment augers its way into your softened core,
yet refuse to crumple into the madness
Sing out your art holy and profound!
and know that Creation rests transfixed
in the bosom of your visionary outreach
Do not quell the birthing nor numb the urgings of your most potent outpourings!
truth lives in every cell, essential matter of sentient origin
Without art, all is mechanized deliberation and the tattering of spirit,
without song, silence goes unpartnered to the allemande
You are the fulcrum upon which the sublime and sublunary meet
in a shuddering of ecstasy
In you rests the power of all-mighty Creation,
glimmering phantasia of iridescent bejewelment
Arise and bring forth your most splendid manifestations
your heart, gentle spirit, soul’s waxing
Enough!
words divinely wrought 
We are all steel and together in the forge and with the hammer we can become one formidable weapon.
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Brava!! You are at the tip of the leadership iceberg – you are leading the charge. Those of us who stand at your back are happy to hold it, as we feel you hold ours.
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