»
Archives
»
Open Poetry #38
»
Oh, Earth!...
| Open Poetry #38 |
|
Oh, Earth!... |
|
|
WindWalker Senior Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218 |
Earth, Earth! Gentle and beautiful! I hear your sobs in close darkness while they eat and drink, inviting death through their corruption... I hear your sighs, your helpless moans: the evil ones are abroad, the ones nurtured in hope, in endless, boundless love... I hear you crying in the night for exalted ignorance. What can I do, mother of life, witness of joys and sorrows, to ease your burden of guilt and take away your sadness? Is it enough to let you know I too cry in the dark of night when evil, tangible, palpable, (tomorrow's misery) boldly claims this dying world? I saw your tired feet bleed in the thirsty sands: You give life, you suffer beyond any word or language the consequences of folly... Oh, Earth, Earth! what did you hope to gain bringing me here to this? Did you hope that I, a human as one, could atone? Could learn in time to speak the word of power, activating the healing template? Perhaps, perhaps, all is not lost and there may yet be time to counteract this invasion from the dark side. |
||
| © Copyright 2006 Sharran WindWalker - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
Wonderful read, I agree whole heartly to the words you wrote. Until he extends the circle of his compassion to all living things, |
||
|
The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"I saw your tired feet bleed in the thirsty sands: You give life, you suffer beyond any word or language the consequences of folly..." powerful work WindWalker |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||
