Thursday, July 12, 2018
Sanctuary: Our Home, Our World, Our Mother
Darkness breaks into the light of day
In the relentless round of the seasons
Cycle the distance of the sun
Cradled into the womb of the sky system
To which we belong,
That swirls back into infinity…
We barely permeate continuous creation
With our small human conscious mind
From this planet, Earth.
Home to the tangled connections
That comprise this web of life, here;
So many delicate species within,
Our myriad complexity
Born from our Mother, this world.
Spawn of the haphazard universe;
Accident of light and matter;
Our Sacred Sanctuary.
Copyright T.Truesdale 2018