We have a day
and a night.
Earth travels 'round the sun.
We have a year
of 365 spins.
In the back of beyond
are masses and gases
light and not light
infinity becomes finite
everything swirls...
everything.
Elements and forces come together
then come apart
again, and again
in never-ending stories
of creation and death
again, yet again.
Creation's stardust and debris
gravitated and became
a beautiful planet—Earth.
When water, air, and elements
were just right
we appeared
and live in bountiful
planetary richness far beyond
all comprehension.
This took 4,500,000,000
orbits around
the sun
and 265 industrial-age solar orbits
to hurt the gift
we were given.
Our short chapter also holds
the answers to heal
our beautiful friend.
We are stardust made of her elements.
We know what to do.
We know how to do it.
--JM
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That is an awesome poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jeff. We can do this!
DeleteWhat a beautiful poem. This is one of my new favs.
ReplyDeleteMany thanks, Sonja.
Delete..and..oh no you don't...we the people... so well said and done.
ReplyDeleteYes, we can. We can make way for the Common Good.
DeleteI appreciate so much how your contrasted those numbers...we know how to mess it up for sure...I only hope we can right a very scary voyage we're in right now.
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