Gambit
A forested land of tumbling waters, one fifth of the flow
devoted to ritual. Children lying on hospital beds amid
rumors of cut-backs, new fees. No good reason for them.
Some ontological equality, never really voluntary, or sought.
Two wings darkened their faces. The entire colony was called
together, except for the Christians, the lepers, the silent ones.
The air was heavy with silence. Saying what needed to be said.
Making the planet better and safer for children and grandchildren.
New cosmologies. World without pesticides. Without end. Amen.
Hal
Halvard Johnson
================
[log in to unmask]
http://home.earthlink.net/~halvard/index.html
http://entropyandme.blogspot.com
http://imageswithoutwords.blogspot.com
http://www.hamiltonstone.org
http://home.earthlink.net/~halvard/vidalocabooks.html
|