Poem – To the Outside
To the outside we are primitive specks of dust lost on some distant chunk of molten rock destined for an uncertain future defined by the egoistical driven actions we take for ourselves with little regard to the sphere of influence we exert on those around us.
We are primitive in our methods and usage of earths resources and limited in our knowledge to expand beyond the current landscape.
We blindly walk through night and dust and through each other.
When will this end? Where is the desperately needed shift to open closed eyes and minds?
Where are they and what are they waiting for?
2 thoughts on “Poem – To the Outside”
I love the urgent search in this peace for answers to all humanities short falls . indeed ‘ Where are they and what are they waiting for?’ xx
Thank you Willow. I see so many events, both with humanity and nature, that it feels a shift and change are near. I Hear the collective voices and they are asking, “are you ready?”. I hope the shift is peaceful and comes with more understanding, and respect, and awareness.