Reaching
Round
The Earth’s sphere
Has round intent
And yet….
They take her
Hands cloaked in
avarice gloves
A dominion of
slick suited force
…..off course….
She is the
curved bow of lovers' lips
She is the
timeless circle of life
The full gamut
of dawn risen on mid noon on firefly nights
And up again,
Reliable,
bountiful, alive….she thrives
Her depths are
an infinite well of ocean wonder and lower still….
She spins, she spins
again, again, giving, delivering
And yet
She is taken and
cut into sides of
I am and you’re
not
Of
I have and you
wont
Forced to watch
the toxic breath of warring tyrants
seep through her
soil and splatter blood for no good
no good at all,
at all.
Choked and
cloaked in a jacket of ill,
Squashed
sideways into smoky, poky stairwells
Re-formed in
pyramid styles and selfish piles
And yet
Pyramids have
bottom ends and lonely pointed gold leafed tops of which she is not, she is
not…
They have edges
that can slide you to the bottom
They have edges
you can fall right over the top of
They have people
reaching for that golden crown far too high in another man's sky….
And so
Come take a walk
round the Sun with me
She is round
She is bold
She is warm
She is dawn….
Come take a walk
round the Moon with me
He is round
He is bright
He is light
He is might ….
Come take a walk
round the Earth with me
We are life
We are love
We are one
We
Round reaching
Inside
And
Out…
