Beyond the pines, stars sail by as we spin through another night.
We ponder what lies out there beyond our myopic view?
Are there beings watching us destroy our beautiful planet?
Do we expect a space cowboy in shining armour
to arrive in his pure white spaceship
to save us in the eleventh hour?
Fools we be if this is our belief.
Our hope, our answers lie within us.
We must be the agents of change.
Where there is the will,
there will be a way.
and the time to act is today.
IMAGE: Stay Rooted While Reaching for the Stars, copyright Wendie Donabie
You probably were looking for comments on your writing. You’re poem is beautiful but I love this painting it’s gorgeous. You’re so talented.
Thank you .. It’s always lovely getting feedback on my paintings too.