Sunday, March 15, 2009
Order of Importance
A fecund womb is lined with blood
A woman's ready to nurture the spark of life
Earth's soaked with the blood of those fallen in war
Her oceans awash with tears befallen
The sky, as the mind is blured by a thick layer of pollutants
Clogged with a layer of collective fears and anxieties
Projecting towards the heavens, a titan monument to despair
The sky turns so cloudy, as to distort our vision and passage
Yet, eventually the sun comes out
To give us warmth and vitality
To nourish the soil to produce more flowers
A new cycle of beautiful flowers to perfume our gardens
Life is beautiful; life is a school
Yet it is a product of cause and effect
Sit still for a moment and contemplate
How it came to be this way
Open your heart to all, dissolve fears
For in the thick flora of the jungle, late at night
A mere twig, may appear to be a mortal enemy
After the sum of events recalled, what is most meaningful?
Love or fear?
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