Earth where cross our links to life, where live our loves: our home where mind and spirit grow in vision and perception to grief. Lost love monstrously abused, your ancient beauty ravaged. You burn with fever while puppets rage in uncontested power. Fire follows them to bitter endings. Earth you rise to thread the star-strewn universe without us. ---Frank Thompson
Sep 22
2 comments
This is
So beautiful ,
So sad,
So frighteningly true!
Thank you very much for writing and sharing this heart- felt poignant poem Frank
I’ll let Frank know about your comments Ruth.
Ken C.