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And the people stayed home.

And read books and listened, and rested and execised,

and made art and played games,

and learned new ways of being and were still.

And listened more deeply,

Some meditated, some prayed, some danced.

Some met their shadows.

And the people began to think differently.

And the people healed.

And, in the absence of people living in ignorant, dangerous, mindless and

heartless ways,  the earth began to heal.

And when the danger passed and the people joined together again,

they grieved their losses, and made new choices,

and dreamed new images,

and created new ways to live and heal the earth fully,

as they had been healed.

PS:  There seems to be a controversy over who authored this poem, whether Kitty O’Meara or Irene Vella, but never mind, the expression of this wondrous poem should propel the whole world and its inhabitants great HOPE for the future, don’t you think?