Gaia's Dream
The Goddess dreams:
they swirl like clouds
of dark matter
filling cosmic emptiness
with something unknown,
but profound.
Her children have long deserted her
to create new,
invisible gods
with commandments
more lenient,
less stringent,
absolute and terrifying,
than hers.
We poison her seas,
foul her air,
soil her earth.
We strip her foliage,
kill her beasts,
plunder her resources
with no thought,
no thanks,
no care.
The Goddess dreams;
a violent dream
of punishment,
of decimation,
in which she waits
in barren, airless splendour
until her time is,
again.
Welcome, and Namaste
Greetings fellow travellers,
For you American friends visiting, you will notice that this old Canadian uses Canadian English in this blog: kindly bear with me. As I blog primarily on subjects that are vitally interesting to me, I appreciate all feedback.
As I tend to be a bit of a language usage freak, I will, as required, edit obscenity and rude comments. That said, I welcome your opinions and discussion.
May your Dharma be clear
Peace
"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended:
That you have but slumb'red here,
While these visions did appear."
Puck’s epilogue to A Midsummer Night’s Dream
2 comments:
Woooooo!
Scary.
Good.
Scarily good.
Dear Kel,
Scares me, too. How do you like the new avatar? Okay, so I lied about the beard, but needed to get some grey, and the hackey sack, I thought, was better than showing me imbibing some entheogenic concoction.
Love
Dad
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