Place of Power (Remember)

Here's another poem I wrote at VWC this year


Green trees
majestic mountains
the clouds
darling some places
while letting sun through to others
more of the latter, blue sky
The whisper of the wind, her breath
the rain her tears
a mountain stream her healing waters
The sun

And through these images we see our lives
more light than dark
more joy than pain
more hope than desperation

But we can also hear her cry
a cry for help, Listen

Her breath speaks of oxygen depletion
her streams of mercury poisoning
why are we so careless, do we not care?
Do we not see we are killing ourselfs and our children?

magic is all around us, everyday, everywhere we look.
Awake before it's too late!! Remember!!

Chant

Behold there is magic all around us
Behold there is magic all around us
Behold there is magic all around us

Awaken, Rejoice and Sing!!