Day Five of accompanying Elizabeth Crawford of Soul's Music as we make our journey. We are using images from Soul Cards by Deborah Koff-Chapin of the Center for Touch Drawing,
at http://www.touchdrawing.com/
Earth Mother
gives birth
to perfect beauty,
then has to watch,
with a
mother's pain,
as the beauty
fractures,
is raped
and pillaged,
desecrated,
battered,
ravaged,
in such distress
it begins to
self-destruct.
Forests
taken away
in trucks,
hillsides weeping
rain and mud,
wild animals
searching for
safe habitat
that can
no longer
be found.
Turmoil
and chaos
everywhere.
Yet still,
every morning,
no matter what,
her child's beauty
keeps shining
through
her many
wounds.
The promise
is there,
of a peaceful
and balanced
world.
She is
asking for help
from every
passing
traveler,
help to
bind up
her wounds,
and help
to ease
her pain.
A poem that goes straight to the heart, Sherry...the promise of 'a peaceful and balanced world' is the goal each and every one of us must believe in and work to achieve. Well said...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful sentiments, Sherry, it is something everyone of us should work at.
ReplyDeletePamela
Sherry,
ReplyDeleteReading your words, so aptly connected with a compelling flow, I felt the mother's pain. You did the concept justice, eliciting without forcing the gut reaction desired.
Love it Sherry, well done,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
You conveyed the aura of birth and watching a child in pain! Growing pains, doesn't begin to describe the world as it is now~
ReplyDeleteSad, written with so much beauty~