from sight and from sound.
But your wolf howl
has come to live
in my heart.
A warrior woman
is stirring there,
for something is wrong.
Something is wrong
in the land,
that we are trying
to understand.
that we are trying
to understand.
I bid her:
Speak.
Speak.
Speak,
for Mother Earth
is dying.
Speak,
for all the whales
are crying.
Speak
for ravaged hillsides
which can
no longer grow.
Speak
to save
the earth.
It is
the only world
we know.
She tells me
warrior hearts are on the rise.
She says beyond the blood
and grief and guns,
we must be calm, and just,
and wise.
Since you're gone,
wolf howls have come
to live in my heart,
and a warrior woman
is stirring there,
for something is wrong.
Something is wrong,
ever since you've been
gone.
She tells me
warrior hearts are on the rise.
She says beyond the blood
and grief and guns,
we must be calm, and just,
and wise.
Since you're gone,
wolf howls have come
to live in my heart,
and a warrior woman
is stirring there,
for something is wrong.
Something is wrong,
ever since you've been
gone.
for Sumana's prompt at Midweek Motif: Absence
Oh such an absence...it seems the world is going to hell when our loved ones are gone. The earth and we cannot make up the loss.
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and grief and guns,
we must be calm, and just,
and wise.'
Our earth is dying and we humans are certainly bent on destruction. Beautiful and wise words Sherry!
You feel the absence of spirit with a kindred soul. The warriors must stay strong and listen with attentive ears to the whispering trees.
ReplyDeleteThere is something wrong and I wonder how will it ever change. My heart grieves.
This is a powerful lament, Sherry. Something is wrong indeed. We need a chorus of voices to speak loudly and clearly and actions to be taken to turn the destruction of the earth around!
ReplyDeleteSomething is wrong with the world for sure, but everything's just right with this beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteA haunting howl! May it signify a return to sanity and justice, too long absent.
ReplyDeleteArresting on many levels. May the way of the peaceful warrior prevail.
ReplyDeleteI feel so much the same way as the Earth is ravaged and little thought is given to the survival of fauna and flora. The coral is bleaching losing its dependents and the polar bears have no home yet this is all brushed aside as to do something may upset developers, miners, industrialists and the poor old millionaires. I cannot believe that so few people have concerns or that politicians are so blind.
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ReplyDeletewarrior hearts are on the rise.
She says beyond the blood
and grief and guns,
we must be calm, and just,
and wise.
Beautiful lines, Sherry
Wise and profound write.
Lots of love,
Sanaa
What a sad and deep sorrow in your words... that tragedy of mother earth... though i think she might shrug us off in the end, like a dog with fleas.
ReplyDeleteLuv how the gap closes with the meditation making the absence questionable
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping in to read mine
much love...
An unsettling feeling often resides in the stomach and soul - i know you will understand it and wait for the quiet balance to be restored- she will return when the moment is right
ReplyDeletea journey from personal to the universal. deep and intense. yes beyond all wrongs done "we must be calm, and just, / and wise." could feel the heart of the wise warrior woman...
ReplyDeletea most patient response - wise indeed.
ReplyDeleteI love how you capture the truth that even though something has faded from sight and sound, it can still live in our hearts!!
ReplyDeleteI love the way you put this Sherry! The warrior woman is very wise for we must be the better people in times like this and not join in the madness!
ReplyDeleteSherry, such passion. I don't know where to find the fairy outfit?
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful in its call for wisdom, in its advocacy for this earth and in its yearning for someone/thing that is absent. I know there is a wise peaceful warrior in your soul and she is wise.
ReplyDeleteThis is so sad, Sherry... A dirge for the dying earth cried out by her vanishing creatures. What more must we see as proof of earth's need of friends to save her?
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