To honor a planet
is to some a thing of respect,
to others...
whatever...
but how can you not see beauty
in every cloud,
in every leaf,
in every blade of grass...
this sanctuary of the soil.
We are only caregivers
in the slum of our own demise.
What if she was stolen away...
drowned in chaos,
buried in grief,
lost to a civilization...
she will take it back
it may take her a spell,
but all we have forgotten
will come anew,
as we have turned to dust,
she wears a glorious new cloak
and a breath of fresh airs...
at last,
peace!
New pieces of color to honor the Earth and the sky.
A blue rose reflects the sky.
is to some a thing of respect,
to others...
whatever...
but how can you not see beauty
in every cloud,
in every leaf,
in every blade of grass...
this sanctuary of the soil.
We are only caregivers
in the slum of our own demise.
What if she was stolen away...
drowned in chaos,
buried in grief,
lost to a civilization...
she will take it back
it may take her a spell,
but all we have forgotten
will come anew,
as we have turned to dust,
she wears a glorious new cloak
and a breath of fresh airs...
at last,
peace!
New pieces of color to honor the Earth and the sky.A blue rose reflects the sky.
And a green sumac leaf,the Earth.
How lucky we are to have been...PEACE
and Earth Day dreamin'...
