Life
by Odin odin@aflx.com — Read all 3,869 poems by Odin odin@aflx.com
As gun control reform lumbers through the swamp in Washington, hopefully the massive “March For Our Lives” event on March 24 will remind us and law makers that to prevent another mass shooting experience, Washington has to step up with expeditious effort and conscience. Those of us remaining conscious in this tumultuous period of history, feel. If only more could become one with the “feel.” I know, action. Yes. That’s important, but first, we have to get the “feel” back into man’s psyche. (Image by Corbett Barr)
Sunday, March 18, 2018
Life
Can we ever rekindle loss of life,
That enigmatic effervescent glow of matter
Housed in a sentient mass,
Where hearts and minds
See,
Hear,
Feel,
Vibrations lesser life knows not of?
Oh how sweet the breath of life,
The in and out of sensorial perceptions,
Each with its own personal footprint,
Its own personal destiny.
To take that life,
To remove that vibration,
Moving about to learn,
Intuit,
Aspire,
Experience love,
To take that life...
One can only send caring oscillations.
So many strangers,
Yet one.
So many parents,
Yet community.
So many brothers and sisters,
Yet...
Yet...
Such bewilderment we face.
Such heart crushing introspection needed.
To heal,
To globally become aware that
Every mind often needs help,
Even as we often forget to...
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Love ya!
Jane