As children of the universe
Our destination earth,
We ride upon the solar winds
Until the hour of birth
When scattered, weary travlers
Who've journeyed from afar
Begin their incarnation
On this cold and dying star;
What used to be so beautiful,
So vibrant green and blue
An oasis for the many
Has been wasted by the few,
What purpose in this torture
Of the motherhood of man?
What evil child will desecrate
His home because he can?
We've overstayed our welcome
It's time for us to leave
And after our destruction
Will no man be left to grieve?
Sweet children of the universe
With hearts so pure and free
Release this star from bondage
With love's celestial key!
Return these souls to heaven
Wrap this earth in slumber deep,
Awaken us with dreaming,
Let your love inside us creep
Then as buds upon the branches
Of Life's tree on some spring morn'
We shall blossom into beauty
And this earth shall be reborn.
Great write. Loved it. I gave it a ten. God bless to all poets-Michael Jeffrey Gale.
Wonderful words, Linda. Warm and reassuring. Beautifully written. Impeccable style. May your prayer be answered! love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
An excellent poem indeed, I enjoyed the read, a truly beautiful prayer. Thankyou Linda--Melvina--
I know I've read this before...can't believe I didn't comment, except maybe it's all been said...very beautifully structured and wonderful theme...Coach
Linda, what can I say that hasn't been said before me. Such a gentle, but loving poem. Once started reading it I couldn't stop, you drew me in with beautiful words and wonderful message. I loved this. Thanks for sharing it. The only sad thing I took so long to discover it. David
Such a gentle, loving and caring philosophy underlies this lovely work. Linda you're still a Hippy at heart, and the dark world hasn't faded those ideals one jot. Takes me back to Wooden Ships and After The Goldrush, and beyond into the sixties, and some more recent Janis Ian - 'Guess You had to Be There'. And Rene Dubos's Only One Earth, Rachel Carson - Silent Spring, etc. Beautiful sentiments. You would be there when it all started to fall apart too: the Kent State killings etc. But the promise of the best of it lives on in these words. Lovely. Thank you. xx jim
Wonderful poem leaving the reader with a message of hope. Thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
LINDA...THY CUP O' DIVINE PRAISE HATH RUNNETH DRY WITH COLD DUST AND EMPTY-TOUNGE, FOR THOU DOTH LEAVE THINE OWN(big mouth) , WITH NERE' O' SINGLE SEED OF MEASURED HONOUR TO DUB THEE WITH, .........OTHER THAN....SUPERFANTASTICALISTIC WRITE! ! ! 10! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''~F. J. R.~''''''''''''''''''''''''''