12 June, 2009

Flowing

I look out in the world, the breath of Gaia flowing
careesing and strongly, swiftly blowing
Birds are kicked out of nests
Some survive, some meeting death
Cars with horns honking, people swearing
people murdering eachother, people caring
getting doped or learning to cope
doing something or sitting to smoke
houses burning, houses being made
laughing, crying, each and every day
love and hate, fear and pain
stasis and movement, inertia and change
rain washes away the old
these things never stay
our idea of perfection
will never come our way
I look out in the world, the breath of Gaia flowing
careesing and strongly, swiftly blowing

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