LIFE WILL FIND A WAY, July 2025
The life as we know on earth is on fire
The life as we know on earth is ready to retire
Money, power and comfort are misused
The soul of the planet is battered and bruised
But hush...
When our towers crumble into dust
When silence settles over rust
When screens go dark and wires decay
Life will stretch, yawn, and find its way
Through cracked concrete, green will rise
The wind will hum old lullabies
Without our noise, the earth will sing
A softer, wilder, truer spring.
My eyes have seen a magnolia tree.
All else can pass, disappear or fade away...
My eyes wandered over the flowers clinging to its limbs,
Traced the soft curves of the petals of those flowers
And took that beautiful scent in, and in, and in down to my soul.
My eyes have seen trees, lined up and passing by endlessly
All else can pass, disappear and fade away
My heart loved the greens, the barks and the stillness of each and every one of them
She found peace in their shadows standing deep within the woods
And she took that beautiful strength in, and in, and in down to its core.
My eyes have seen endlessly flowing and never-pausing and fast-passing moments
All passed, disappeared and faded away
My fingertips touched the magnolia; held the trees and my body felt them all, and loved them all..
Right in the belly of being.
Is LOVE...
To ability to forget is one kind of pain
Yet to always remember, is another...