I See A World Poem by Maria J. Andrade

I see a world in which Source
flows through us in its fullness,
and there is no separation
between you and me,
only the refracted beauty of
Creation's pleasure.
And there are no outer enemies,
except poverty, homelessness,
and lovelessness.

I see a world where children
are nurtured tenderly,
like the seeds of the earth,
where they worship once again
outside walls, among trees and groves,
beneath sun and moon,
as in the ancient days,
where they call the Deity in themselves,
through scent of flowers, through song,
through sacred dance,
through each other's eyes.

In such a world, the earth is loved
as our own body,
and it is healed of the blood of ages,
so that nature is no longer stricken,
instead daily, it is revitalized by reverence.

And the water's diamond face is seen again,
the wind that weaves its path through lungs
and rock caverns is pure again,
and all life communes with all life.
The language of trees is remembered again,
and the beasts of land, air and water,
can trust their spirits to us again.

In such a world, there are no nations
only one world,
with beings who recognize each other
as the Self,
make strong the fields of harmony round
the earth.

Then the long awaited vision of Archangels
will come to pass,
the world turned right side out.
I see this world. It can happen.

It can happen, if you see it too.