Weep At The Gates Of Nature's Spirit
Cry into the deep, lush grass,
Share your bond with mother nature
In all its eternal majesty.
With the dark clouds fueling the sky,
The sinister bubbles of destructive forces,
The cries of slain animals and people,
The harsh reality that breeds greed and contempt,
The booming of weaponry and the sighs of chaos,
The toothless smile of a leering tyrant,
The shudder of the earth as it spins on its axis,
The death of goodness and of courage,
The endings of all that combined to make our life -
Oh let me weep!
In a rushed out embrace,
I take my soul on a new departure...
Trying to cleanse my body and all its macabre forms,
There must still be some compassion lurking somewhere.
I kiss the sodden ground,
I run my hands through the tall grass,
I luxuriate in the green glow of comfort,
I weep tears to water this new earth,
I weep at the gates of nature's spirit:
Embrace me and rip my body clean!
For underneath this deadly physical dwelling,
Beneath the cursed facade of ugliness,
Is a beautiful soul struggling to find sustenance...
You have come back to us, to change...
I am sorry for causing you pain.
I am sorry for all those who wreak havoc -
Those that burn and pillage and cause grief.
I am sorry for our souls
To be lost in the depths
Of hidden pools of darkness.
I am sorry for the damage untold,
The mocking laughter of our generations:
Voices shrieking into your beautiful skies.
Oh, let me weep!
So I cry,
Let out all the anguish foretold
In a billion voices -
I weep,
At the gates of nature's spirit,
Not just for myself, but for all of us:
There is still time to change our ways.
Want to comment on this Poetry?
Sign up to Edit Red and you will be able to comment on Poetry and get access to: Upload your own stories and poems, get readers and their feedback, promote your work...
|
 |
|