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Feb 2016
We don’t believe that we ever told you
so few of us have access to the air
We have no tremulous chords to vibrate
weighed down as we are by not knowing how
never speaking to hear ourselves groan. Lately
the time we have in abundance is spent
listening to that which is above us
but not above us, for we are one and all

... ... ...

We don’t believe that we ever told you
but when we stop and think about it,
it seems so obvious to that you are not
and never were the sunlight, you see
we thought for a while
That you were the source
of all the warmth in the universe
but you were just being you,
you don’t know how not to
you rise and fall, change form and move on
bringing the love of all
that you travel through into all that you touch
for that alone we could be so grateful
that the weight of the worlds
you lifted from our shoulders
would not be enough to show
how grateful we are you took your ease upon our home
for the rest don’t ever let us stop
opening everyday so that you may gaze
on our upturned faces
as a thank you let us show how much it means to feel life burn.
This is an excerpt from a much longer piece on which I am still working but I wanted to share some of it somewhere. It may be that whilst I enjoy writing about the darker side of humanity that the brighter side of nature can also lift us above the devils in our nature
Written by
Peter Roads
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