Glucklise Riese, How Sweet Is The Smell Of Land After The Rain Poem by Lovita Morang

Glückliche Reise, how sweet the land smell after the rain

Waves of clouds
Ending moments indulgence into
Endless time, waiting each day for the sun to return
Climatic of this simple joy, a rise, a life's dawn
Drawn from each good seeds sown
Clouds that usher no storm
I strumm, a freedom in journeying within
Air waves coast to coast
Who was that ancient catalyst
Who made life jump-start
4.47billion years ago
60millions lives shaped
Then appears the moon
Iron, debris, metallic hailstorm
Acid rain did rain
Into vast rust burnt to become this beautiful earth,
Who wished you good luck
Happily landed we
A happy journey
A simple joy, today we fail, we forget to celebrate
This simple joy, this music that melt the stars
But, which music that melody that shall we make to melt the stars
That stares hapless with hope that not less, what scares
Cost so much that's nothing still they play wars
Billions years ago, life was born, how wrong are we
We fail to adorn, in bits into piece, flesh gunned down
How many yelling gone down, earth was there as the same
Yet, only this togetherness of crushed things gathered,
Broken pieces do gather
There was no bloodbath,
When the earth was born
Impregnated with prebiotic lipidlike pyrimidines
Only these crushed things, indestructable
strings together four ring-shaped bases,
(Letters of the genetic code:
cytosine (C) , uracil (U) , adenine (A) , and guanine (G)) .
Ain't that ancient catalyst a science.
A love song....for lives to sing on because places are new,
Earth was born the same
Shame not this little joy of living
Shall rain joy in the crust earth, in the womb of every birth
Yet, we longed for what not, a power wish everyday
This Gluckliche riese in the sweet smell of land after the rain.
-Lovita
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