This Is The Way Poem by Fay Slimm

This is the way it ought to be.
Nodding heads of snowdrop-white,
Green-stalked sea of sheer delight,
Ten thousand strong. The subtle power
Wafting a message along the gladey path
Caught at my heart.


This is the way it was meant to be.
Undisturbed vision in winter sun.
Blooming the truth, until time has run
Once more it's course. Alone and quiet
In woodland dell, the force of sudden
Foresight stopped my breath.


This is the way it will be again! !
Painful wars will be forced to cease.
Folk and flowers will be left in peace
To blossom and grow. From wondrous trees
Will healing flow, as earth re-builds
Her paradise again. Amen. Amen.Amen.