As if nobody knew, that the skies ran blue
falsehood changes truth, like sugar rots a tooth
complacency kills our will, defiance begins our thrill
the shrill of the kill makes us splash on the bill
will ill jill spill the dill on the windowsill?
pulverised earth breathes life anew, dust particles inhaled make one splutter and spew
they come to change and renew, reshape and rescue
respectfully they dance upon the cool winters breeze
the low light shows them moving through the trees
the majesty nd grace of even the simplest particle of dust becomes aparent to me
respect and awe i feel for thee
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Done and dusted Mat. Thou hast writ the note that smote the the loath of the mote.