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Imagine the earth
as the First Nations do
in ancient legend:
perched on the back
of a turtle.
I was amazed to read
that scientists say
the tectonic plates
below the earth resemble that
of a gigantic tortoise.
How did they know
ten thousand years ago,
when they told the tale
around the communal fire?
The sky is like
a giant bubble overhead,
we, below, on a marble
blue and green,
making an absurdity
of our passage.
Rockets to Mars,
wicked overseers,
angels scattering blossoms
on the tombstone
of our fondest hopes.
Imagine:
this beautiful orb
of green and blue,
sailing through space.
Imagine
that we knew how
to live in peace.
Some do, but a peaceful mindset and the gaining of political or financial power aren't compatible. There is something deeply wrong with anyone who has billions and still wants more billions by any means necessary. Moreover, wanting billions at all is a sickness if you ask me. I mean, why?
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of sky being a blue bubble perhaps we can be glad that beautiful souls like yours still remember our connection to the world - Jae
ReplyDeleteThe oldest truths were seen with eyes of the inner mind, the spirit if you will, and I believe that is why they hold so much truth even now when time has faded their makers away. I can't say I like what's replaced them. Beautifully 'imagined,' Sherry. I especially like the visual of the sky like a bubble with us perched on that blue marble.
ReplyDeleteMaking an absurdity of our passage! Yes!
ReplyDeleteI love the way you have described what the First Nations believe!
ReplyDeleteabsurd indeed. such a time we live in ~
ReplyDeleteWe live in such tragic, bazaar times, but in your poem there are sprinkles of peace I'm so grateful to read.
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