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Ottawa, Ontario
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I am the founder of Unpublished Media Inc., a company I started in 2012. I am also a communications professional and community activist, living in Nepean, Ontario. And, I am a hockey goaltender, political hack and most importantly, an advocate for grassroots, participatory democracy at all levels of government.

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Sacred Water

January 9, 2019

My recent trip to Peru and in particular to a Incan Water Temple in the Sacred Valley has inspired me to write this poem about the sacredness of water in our lives.

Sacred Water

 

Liquid, gas, solid. 

Cool to the touch unless heated.

Clear and translucent,

Appearing in shades of green and blue. 

 

Essential to life— 

Guarding its memory.

Through it’s essence flows

The lifeblood of Mother Earth.

 

It’s song reverberates for all to

Hear, see and touch. 

Smelling only when fouled. 

Can you sense it?

 

Running wild, pure and clean.

Glistening in the sun. 

Life and death at its command, 

It is all and everything.