being greenA Poem by indigo
Look upon us, we implore you, sing your
praises to the moving heavens who have parted to reveal the sweating
earth below...Mountain, mineral, stone - moist with life - the bread of
creation...A new generation is growing... Preserve, ye, the soul of the
world - benedicta viriditas...
© 2013 indigo |
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Added on September 24, 2013 Last Updated on September 24, 2013 |