I know that I am one of a group
Whose members are able to see and listen
Rather than look and hear.
I see the curtains drift in the daylight
Dancing with the summer breeze
And I know that what crosses my vision is but
harmony and rhythm, true components of love.
I see the tall mountains, topped with snow,
And I know that what befalls my sight is but
Time whispering through our home, all that we know;
Governed by Nature, the source of all knowledge,
Nurturer of all faiths, philosophies, and ideals,
Mother of all kings, scientists and priests,
As they construct their Gods, laws, and kingdoms,
Underneath the shade of the crescent moon.
I see the ashes and dust woven in our skins,
infants seeing their first speck of lights,
elders breathing their last breath,
and melt into the earth, as creatures always have.
I see the soul in the eyes of fellow animals,
And see their love as they gaze into mine.
You see, animals and humans are but one of the same;
Breathe the same air, protect the same possessions,
And love the same blood.
I listen to the prayers of the waves,
As they descend upon the earth,
And I hear the songs and laughter,
The dirges and poetry,
That the sea has gathered from
Old World to New World,
Eternally, forever unto time.
I invite you to join my group,
And share my sights and thoughts,
For we are all brought unto mankind, this home, our Gaia,
To understand and learn,
to see and listen.