What has happened to your world,
Mother?
Darkness in their hearts unfurled,
Mother.
Can they not see
the majesty
of your Creation?
Life is not for winning
a world slowly spinning
whether we live or die.
Alone we are born and the same we depart,
such destiny ruled by the beat of a heart.
More same than they see
as they cut every tree,
dam up every sea
and look beyond me.
Forgive them as they make a mess
then turn to heaven in distress,
forgetting the vow
that all must bow
before the Thought of
Creation
not in supplication
but reverent appreciation
with Love for the All That Is.
Cheryl KP
2016 copyright words and photos
Tropical Affair 
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