How did humanity
arrive at this place?
Almost overnight,
viral war torn,
scarred, skeptical,
frazzled, frightened,
lonely isolation,
madly missing
the joy of life.
Humanity’s vitality
slowly but surely
leaking away,
drained by a
lurking thieving,
deceitful beast,
gluttonous fear
swallowing whole
all who yield.
But the wheel of
fortune ever turns,
the black jar of
Pandora’s woes
morphs to womb
of fathomless
mother goddess
of a Golden Age,
a new humanity.
It’s time to birth
transformation
from destruction;
swimming upwards
to shimmering light,
gulping great drafts
of rarefied air,
reclaiming life and
eager to live it.
Birthing © Susan L Hart 2021 | Photo courtesy Evelyn Chong, Pixabay
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You’ve really captured the state of things.
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VJ, thank you for reading! As uncomfortable as the chaos is, it is taking us to a better place (for those who want to go there).
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I hope so. You are welcome.
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I couldn’t agree more. We definitely need the “mother goddess / of a Golden Age, / a new humanity.”
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Thanks for reading, Rosaliene!
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Thanks for the follow, Susan 🙂
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You’re welcome, Rosaliene! I went to your website and read about your journey with great interest.
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Thanks for dropping by 🙂
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