Linking with Poets United for Mid Week Motif ~Human
Also linking with Imaginary Gardens for The Tuesday Platform brought to us by the lovely Sanaa
and because my thyroid medicine has made me feel so much better I am also linking with The Sunday Muse Come join us!
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. ~Kahlil Gibran
We fly like sparks from the flickering flame
out toward greener pastures
our cells fueled by stardust
Halley's Comet racing across the sky
we leave our mark in due time
for every sparrow soon learns to fly
by leaping wings first
from tree limb
or giving hands
humans are souls
that search for
meaning
marvel
and purpose
beyond the confines of home
grandfather to grandson
Earth to Moon
Moon to Mars
dreams expand
like wings in flight
we are dreamers indeed
our cells are fueled by stardust
and like all loving children
we will one day return
to what our souls call home
the glittering heavens
Also linking with Imaginary Gardens for The Tuesday Platform brought to us by the lovely Sanaa
and because my thyroid medicine has made me feel so much better I am also linking with The Sunday Muse Come join us!
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. ~Kahlil Gibran
We fly like sparks from the flickering flame
out toward greener pastures
our cells fueled by stardust
Halley's Comet racing across the sky
we leave our mark in due time
for every sparrow soon learns to fly
by leaping wings first
from tree limb
or giving hands
humans are souls
that search for
meaning
marvel
and purpose
beyond the confines of home
explorers of hope
from one generation to anothergrandfather to grandson
Earth to Moon
Moon to Mars
dreams expand
like wings in flight
we are dreamers indeed
our cells are fueled by stardust
and like all loving children
we will one day return
to what our souls call home
the glittering heavens
This is soo beautiful!!💜 Especially love; "dreams expand like wings in flight."💜
ReplyDeleteLove! From photo and Gibran quote through leaping forth to returning home. Human life can be an exciting journey.
ReplyDeleteYes indeed. Being human can be a unique journey.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely beautiful word after word, line after line! I so enjoyed this journey of hope and dreams and returning home
ReplyDeleteCarrie, this is a most beautiful and hopeful poem and does my heart good in these days when I have been so discouraged about some humans.........it is good to remember this is what we can be, and who we are meant to be.......
ReplyDeleteThis a gorgeous poem full of hope in this earthly journey.
ReplyDeleteYour poem and Carl Sagan have it correct, "We are made of star-stuff". And when we breathe no more, star-stuff we'll continue to be.
ReplyDeleteto return to the purity of spirit as energy!
ReplyDeleteearth-walking is difficult, so far too often, cruel and unusual, yet we are but spirits, within bodies, and are of other worlds -
I suppose it's about trying to remember we have wings and are infinite possibilities -
to take flight, and appreciate, even as we are here ... no matter the circumstances ...
interesting and light poem, offering some pleasure and hope, a gentle reminder, during these very troubling times .... :)
I think that I would like to have my cell fueled by stardust. especially if it helped my get close to Haley's Comet. I've watched it several times, not a big deal. But the sighting is big. If I got close I might be able to catch it by its tale.
ReplyDeleteThis was a nice, fun read. Thank you.
Humans are dreamers...Love how you've captivated this basic human trait. The whole poem is the magical journey of being human. Beautiful Carrie.
ReplyDeleteWow!! dreams!!! a gateway to our own magical land.
ReplyDeleteA fabulous poem, Carrie, from start to finish! I love the alliteration in the opening lines and the imagery of stardust, comet and sparrows. I also agree that
ReplyDeletehumans are souls that search for meaning - your poetry illustrates that perfectly.
I don't mind having dreams to guide us but sadly so many humans are having wild nightmares and causing havoc for the rest of us.
ReplyDeletedreams expand
ReplyDeletelike wings in flight
Captures the very essence of dreams, Carrie, that switch from one to the other without rhyme or reason.It makes it all the more interesting!
Hank
I saw a tweet recently about how the universe is within us... your line "cells fuelled by stardust" resonates deeply!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem!!
ReplyDeleteYour poem is lovely; but these line just fits my consciousness so well
ReplyDelete"human are souls
that search for
meaning
marvel
and purpose"
Thanks for dropping by to read my response to the prompt
much love...
I love all of the images you have worked into this poem. It seems like life is like a flight, isn't it? From one place to another. From one generation to another. And as you concluded, one day we will all return 'home.'
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of humans being explorers of hope. Lovely poem, Carrie.
ReplyDelete...spirits, free
ReplyDeletelove the image of exploration and return, the sense that there is something solid to leap from and return to
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