Maintaining Balance

Ashen fields

debris

left behind

in war torn parts

scream for resurrection

from the icy decay

they have fallen to.

 

Green grass once again

will come

flowers will bloom

sprouts of trees will

begin anew

refreshing that which was

ravaged by man's hands

set upon rifles, machine guns

and canons.

 

That which was put asunder

shall rebound

in Mother Nature's fervor

while a monsoon wipes out

half a continent

on the other side

of the world

in order to

maintain balance.

 

 

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

For some reason I get the thought of nature, with it's lightning, starting a wild fire, that burns down an old growth forrest, which in turn, gets rid of alot of the over abundant decay, so that new seedlings can start anew, and thus, maintain the balance, once again.

See what your poems do Siddartha?
They too help us, even out, our own ideas, about such important revelations that you share with us.
Thank you for that!

Antonio

[Justin Tobey]

Inspiring. I think this is a wonderfully true, but sad, poem. It is very depressing when you realize what humans have done to the earth. My cousin once said that the earth from afar looks like bacteria under a microscope, and we are the virus that multiply and take over. It's frightening how many people don't care about the environment.

However, this poem also holds great hope, which is good. I particularly like these lines:

"Green grass once again
will come
flowers will bloom
sprouts of trees will
begin anew"

I could just imagine vibrant grass springing up. Well done!

[shandi]

Absolutely. Bittersweet.