bring me a slice of the sky,
a bucket full of sea water,
a handful of the earth's soil,
and a breath full of hope,
for I would pray to unseen powers,
to fuse and mold,
humanity with nature again,
rinsing the sins of both,
and we shall learn to respect,
the age-old tryst,
which existed,
between the gods, we don't remember,
and the humans we once were.
Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 1:23 AM UTC
bring me a slice of the sky,
a bucket full of sea water,
a handful of the earth's soil,
and a breath full of hope,
for I would pray to unseen powers,
to fuse and mold,
humanity with nature again,
rinsing the sins of both,
and we shall learn to respect,
the age-old tryst,
which existed,
between the gods, we don't remember,
and the humans we once were.
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