waiting to live

A relic,

An ivy strewn ark

Pierces the sky.

Who am I?

This is all so strange.

The more you truly look,

The more you truly listen,

The more you wonder…

How have we gone so wrong?

Society lost sight

Of what’s most important 

And sold it for convenience.

How have we forgotten?

Yet in this valley of darkness

Sounds of the past ring still,

And they resonate within you.

Listen!

An intent listener is a wise soul:

Hear the songs of the land rise,

The hum of humanity dancing

To the living rhythms of mother earth.