Jul 18, 2016 Free Verse, Original Poetry, The Daily Post
Frail, Holy Grail
©July 18th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
Hold the Earth holy
Hold her in your hands.
Keep her safe.
Blue oceans circle her.
Giant peaks touch hushed skies.
Canyons yawn below.
Trees grow tall and strong,
Grasses wave gaily in prairies,
Animals leap and stalk, and dive,
Flowers grow unashamed and lush,
And here and there, the earth moves,
Rocks jut out, bones show.
Earth is strong
But she’s lived a long time
Been poked and prodded,
Strip-mined, mountain-top-mined,
Tunneled, cultivated, deforested
Plundered and molested by men.
And now, she’s grown
Frail as glass,
Life-broken in places,
Trying to stay intact.
Give her room, give her time.
Let her waters flow,
Let her birds fly,
Let the forests grow tall
Let her animals live.
Let all life flourish
Try and do no harm.
Let our Earth recover,
And we may live, yet.
Seek her strength.
This is our Holy Grail.
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Tags: #DailyPrompt, #Earth, #Frail, #OriginalPoetrybyVijayaSundaram, #Postaday, #TheDailyPost
Apr 17, 2013 Awake in Real Time: Coffee-induced Meditations and Journal Entries
Saw this image (click on link above) on Facebook today, and this occurred to me:
So beautiful and so chilling — that we, little atoms on this vast playground, are sentient and self-aware. What must the larger beings be like? What might they be thinking? Would their thinking be like ours? When does a being become self-aware? The day that we discern this, from the atomic level to the cosmological level, we will have reached apotheosis.
~Vijaya Sundaram
April 17th, 2013
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Tags: " vastness, "The Pale Blue Dot, #Earth, self-awareness, sentience