In Ark Of Today Poem by Lionara S.t.m.o.l

A handful bitterness of barren 'wants',
chokes people in hatch.
Redemption see in their death!
If they go disappeared from the map, view celebration.

I hold their hand, to the light to climb
on deck at night. Shining moon!
With beauty, eyes to wash
the ark embracing with serenity.


Scratches on their face there to interpret
to change pains, to heal...
Those accused to forgive them...
Life on the planet to continue...

The nature's hope, the destroyer
with cohesion to save... transmutation...