Posted by: theodorecosmosophia | February 17, 2011

A Dream of a New Paradigm: The Love that Burns (A poem)

To know

What it means to be human;

To find the wisdom to become

Homo sapiens:

To live the love

That burns;

To remember,

And to dream a world

To life;

To sing songs, to write poems, to tell stories;

To taste the wind with our tongues

And to listen to the leaves;

To press our tiny hands

To the edge of our womb world;

To be amazed and terrified,

At this awesome, awful world;

To be born,

Bloody, swollen, and full of possibility.

Mississippi Lake

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