to be stewards of this planet and her inhabitants…
of easy wind and downy flake[1]
that is my hope for our world’s sake
to face a winter we can take
and in its promise, a future make
where all the words that glitter, are gold;
no need for goods to be bought and sold.
where we move beyond rules and states of old
and in our hands gather the gifts of this globe –
to hold each other, no matter our colour
to raise up our hearts, not flags, as honour
to listen and hear the earth’s faintest murmur
so that we can protect our greatest curator
to be stewards of this planet and her inhabitants
[1] From Robert Frost’s poem, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
My jaw dropped as I was reading this, not only have you invoked the spirit of Robert Frost himself in the way your poem flows and rhymes, you’ve also written something that calls for a new way of life that benefit all.
I pray that this prophetic piece of poetry become a reality, that life may imitate your art and listen to your call for a better way of living.
DSC
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Wow! Thank you DSC!!!! I am thrilled that this one resonated with you not only for the theme I was addressing but also because rhymes are not my strength but I did feel coming off a Robert Frost prompt, I ought to try… 🙂