My Name is Water

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The sea hath no king but God alone. ~Dante Gabriel Rossetti

My father is a sky full of clouds and he weeps

For season that shall never be

My mother holds to her bosom

All that is left of me

I flow to the farthest oceans

Through rivers tattered with waste

Hurting those I lean close to

By the ones that have chosen to take.

Strength of the Butterfly

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“Man must rise above the Earth – to the top of the atmosphere and beyond – for only thus will he fully understand the world in which he lives.”
Socrates 

I am the explorer reaching upward

but you are the one with wings

You do not need a space ship

 to reach further beyond your means

I study for a lifetime preparing

For my scheduled flight

You merely take a moment

And then sail the bluest skies.

Transgressions of the Foolish Chorister

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"Some keep the Sabbath going to Church, 

I keep it staying at Home --

with a bobolink for a Chorister,

and an Orchard for a Dome."

~ Emily Dickinson

We were once a part of the song

A beautiful chorus with the leaves and the birds

Sunlight lit the center stage

With a glorious yet sweet view

But pride and greed

Seeped into man’s hearts

Stealing the show

With no regard

For how it affected

The song nor the singers

A chorus was meant for many

A choir that sings in unison

Supporting each other

In harmony

I pray one day

We will return to Mother Nature

As true prodigal sons.

Note:

  It has been a crazy week here in South Eastern Texas.  I have experienced flooding more than once over the last few years.  In 2016 my car was flooded during the dreaded “Tax Day Flood”, and in 2017 my apartment flooded during Harvey.  I am blessed to be in a house now, but during the torrential rains of tropical storm Imelda I watched waters get closer and closer to my door step.  A neighbor that has lived on our street for over 20 years said, the water has never gotten that high even during Harvey! Thankfully the water did not get passed near the garage, and once the rains died down, it receded quickly. 

The signs of global warming are all around us.  There is no doubt in my mind that man is the culprit and man is the only one that can rectify, at least to some degree, the damage.  I only hope that true change will not come too late.

Poetry of the Sea

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The ocean does not preach a sermon

Though it has much to tell

That it shares with the moon and every sea shell

It bravely tells as it swells to the shore

Deep like a poet that speaks high to the sea gulls that soar

But Its stories are not heard by man and his makings

For he does not hear when he is too busy taking

He builds and he builds as he strips from the land

It is a sad truth widely known by each grain of sand

So the sea keeps on moving and reaching out

Whispering a message of longing that is true no doubt

For The ocean does not preach a sermon

Though it has much to say

It is heard not in man’s churches but in each unsettling wave.

©Carrie Van Horn 2019