Last night
two wolves
visited me in a dream.
They were suspended,
in a sleeping state.
They were dying,
and knew they were dying.
I was being with them,
loving them,
but it wasn't enough.
"Is there anything more
I can do for you?"
I asked.
"Tell people,"
came their reply,
"and feed us."
I awoke.
It was four a.m.
I am telling the people:
the wild creatures need us.
We must topple
corporations and corrupt governments,
and reclaim our world.
May our every vote
and choice
and action
reflect our love
of Mother Earth
and the wild beings
who need us
to speak for them
and save their lives.
"Feed us" I take to be wild creatures' wish for humans to stop all the killing and ravaging, to begin to nurture and protect the earth and its beings, so they can find safe places in which to live. I have to admit, my hope, once insurmountable, has declined, with the events of the last two years, when it seems darkness has the upper hand all over the world. But there are more of us than them, if together we rise. And there is power in our vote. Let us use it well.
Sharing with my friends at the Poetry Pantry at Poets United on Sunday. Come join us!
This is very sad really, Sherry. So many of our wild creatures are dying due to our neglect or mistreatment. I am glad the wolves were with you and that you could bring their message through poetry.
ReplyDeleteWhat a powerful poem. I hope there will always be people like yourself in the world who dreams of Mother Earth and feeds all its creatures
ReplyDeleteWe only have to change one thing to save the planet: we need to change our mind; our perception. Not until we disavow concepts like "border" and "flag" and "enemy" will we move toward salvation and away from extinction. There's one planet. it's ours. We save it or die. All you need is love.
ReplyDeleteSadly the world has gone mad and no longer values the breadth of our beautiful world, merely seeing is as a revenue source without thing about tomorrow. First will go will be the wildlife, forests, then the rivers and oceans while starving man looks on bewildered looking for someone to blame whilst looking in a mirror.
ReplyDeleteOops that should say "thinking" instead of "thing" above.
ReplyDeleteThat is a medicine dream. So sad though. You are a conduit for the wolves and nature.
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