You are currently browsing the tag archive for the ‘Planet’ tag.

The weather is so beautiful;
the hours of the day feel like they are racing away at a marathon pace;
there is a silence, and a stillness in the summer air,
save for the sweet dusk chorus of birds tweeting and chirping all-around.
Even though I feel tired in body, I feel alive in mind,
I feel good in spirit, I feel wondrous, I feel jovial, I feel hopeful.
For the first time in a long time, I feel the wall of uncertainty
crumble and fall to rubble and dust;
for the first time in my life, I feel like I can lower my guard,
take a chance, open up, put all my faith in trust.

We take people for granted,
we take our families for granted,
we take our planet for granted;
we forget, sometimes, that no one is perfect-
we wish people were, we wish our fantasies were our reality,
but that is human nature:
we look at the paradise planet that we are blessed to live on,
that has its own heart, engine, mind, speed, and momentum-
the manifestation of a miracle, in perfect balance with itself-
and we wish that we could all be so easily accepting of differences
and change, and we wish that we could create something
that might stand the test of time, as Earth has-
something built to endure.

To me, every day is Earth Day.
Everyday I feel lucky to be alive, in good health,
and able to express myself in any way that I wish-
especially when I think of what it is like
for some people on planet Earth
who are not as lucky as I am, who are not as fortunate,
who never had the start, the upbringing, the foundation,
and the family that I have;
to someone who lives in a war-zone,
or in a totalitarian society, looking from the outside in at my life,
they would think that I were someone who lived
without a worry in the world,
someone who lives in a constant state of bliss-
with all the fruits and gifts of modern-life in the world
at his finger tips.
I wish it were so.
I may be spoilt in one sense of the word,
but I genuinely feel wanting in another:
I am like a hard-back book that remains closed most of the time,
and the only part of me that people see is the dust-cover.

We build. We tear down.
We bring together. We destroy.
In my opinion, we need to step back
and live along-side our planetary parent,
leave and savour what is meant to be there
and what was there long before our species
could even walk on two feet,
let alone think about the well-being of others,
communicate and talk.
We need to realise that coexistence
is the most important prerequisite for peace and sustainability;
if we were to do so, then we would rise above our problems
and our differences, grow wings,
and feel as free and unhindered as a hawk.

Our life, all of our lives,
would be so much simpler if we could just allow ourselves
to go where the signs of life tell us to go,
to see a direction to proceed and go with all our heart that way.
Earth, our home, is a testament to order, chaos,
experimentation, what you can achieve if you are willing
to put the time and the effort into something,
no matter the sacrifices that you sometimes have to make.
I just wanted to take the time to thank the planet of our birth
for all that she has blessed us with;
and to everyone, I just want to say a Happy Earth Day!

We were born of the Earth.
The Earth was born in space.
The sun was born of our galaxy the Milky Way.
The galaxy was born of the universe.
The universe was born of a Big Bang,
a moment of creation, a flash of transformation,
a phenomenal explosion of life-defining energy.

Everything is made and patterned and destined
to live and endure within the environment
in which they are born into:
a fish needs water to stay alive,
a human needs light, air, land,
something in their life to anchor them,
to keep them sane, to give their lives meaning-
the planets of our solar system give meaning to the Earth,
and the Earth gives meaning to you.
When two compatible individuals connect and come together
a new life is born that irrevocably changes
the face of everything that has come before it,
emerging into a world perfect for it
but which it must continuously learn to adapt to living in,
and living with, that it can’t control,
that it must struggle to understand,
that looks simple from the outset,
but which is more complex than they could ever conceive-
just like being able to walk and stand up straight
without falling over, constantly fighting,
and yet defined by, an invisible force;
just like looking back over a persons life,
seeing the choices that they made, and asking:
how much of what happens in something’s existence
or someone’s life is planned?

Patterns are repeated over and over again in our universe,
on our planet, in our lives- day after day, decade after decade,
century after century, millennia after millennia-
patterns of behaviour, echoes of design, sustaining structures,
that have stood, spread, and are prevalent in a billion different,
but connected, configurations, in a thousand galaxies
throughout the universe-
and they repeat, because they have evolved a way of maintaining balance
and equilibrium with the life source that created the universe
and seeded all things with a purpose, a power,
a path, a pattern to follow,
that we are all destined to find and make work.

No one will ever know all the answers-
anyone who says that they know everything, knows nothing;
but what everybody can know, if they are willing to search
and understand, is that patterns are there:
we were born, we all live our lives,
the galaxy exists, the universe and all life came into being,
for a reason-
a reason bigger and more important than all of us,
but the essential nature, components, spirit, final design,
can be seen everyday in everything and everyone on our planet
when you look for and when you see repeating patterns.

Photobucket

Archives

Twitter Updates

Error: Twitter did not respond. Please wait a few minutes and refresh this page.

Poetographic

%d bloggers like this: