I wrote this last spring, wanted to share it with you here on AD..
"Dwellers, All Are We"
by Amber Moonstone 4/20/07
Dwellers of the earth,
Dwellers of the sea,
Dwellers of the mountains
Dwellers, all are we.
We walk upon the earth,
We swim within the sea,
We climb the highest mountain
Dwellers, all are we.
Come walk upon the earth
Sail along the sea
Reach as high as the mountains,
Dwellers, all are we.
When we listen to the earth,
And we flow just like the sea,
We will stand as tall as mountains
Dwellers, all are we.
Save the Earth,
Savor the Sea,
Sever no Mountains
Dwellers, all are we.
Dwellers of the Earth,
Dwellers of the Sea,
Dwellers of the mountains,
Dwellers, all are we!
Author's Notes: I have no understanding of why I wrote this. I was going to write a poem about Home is Where the Heart Is, and this emerged.
May Love, Peace, and Light Dwell inside of each one of you!
Amber "V" Moonstone
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Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)
Reviewed on February 2, 2008
You have a very interesting quality to your work. I can relate to the message of unity and oneness expressed here - seems Gaia-like.
Intriguing how we can begin writing not expecting where a particular piece ultimately takes us. Times like those yearn to be recognized as a connection to Source.
LOve it, we are dwellers (on our journeys) taking rent on places!
Home is where you spoke of!!!
Just think hard on it!
A treasure I will savor!
Thanks Sweet Amber "V"
My friend to the very end!
Warmed in the Spirit, of LOVE, LIGHT and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Lady Sweet Sheooxoo
A illustration right out of Magritte's world, and a poem that gives justice to those that don't want to left Mother Earth all disheveled for the next generations to come...that if we don't go Bang!!! ourselves.
Pilgrims indeed.
I guess home is your dwelling place, or if it's in the sea, your plaice.
I saw two fisherpersons both catch the same fish. yup, you guessed it, they said "your plaice or mine" but i ain't ever heard that fishermans tale b4
Such a wonderful write my friend, I like Susan's idea this would make a wonderful song for Earth Day...very inspiring and well written, as well as touching!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
You never know where your Muse is going to take you until you create your poem (or story); it can go to unexpected directions you didn't even BEGIN to expect! Such as this write, as an example. Very well penned; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
Intriguing how we can begin writing not expecting where a particular piece ultimately takes us. Times like those yearn to be recognized as a connection to Source.
Walt
Home is where you spoke of!!!
Just think hard on it!
A treasure I will savor!
Thanks Sweet Amber "V"
My friend to the very end!
Warmed in the Spirit, of LOVE, LIGHT and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Lady Sweet Sheooxoo
STay Positive!
Enjoyed my visit!
I really like the simple rhythm & rhyme of this poem.
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Georg
I guess home is your dwelling place, or if it's in the sea, your plaice.
I saw two fisherpersons both catch the same fish. yup, you guessed it, they said "your plaice or mine" but i ain't ever heard that fishermans tale b4
Blessings,
Joyce B.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love,
Susan
You never know where your Muse is going to take you until you create your poem (or story); it can go to unexpected directions you didn't even BEGIN to expect! Such as this write, as an example. Very well penned; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D