Eureka!
“Softly, softly”, whisper those still afraid.
I stand on ancient limestone cliffs and call to the seas
that bring us new water from old ice.
Stir the sleeping spirit of the people:
Wake up you dormant souls!
Rise up spent spirits!
Ignite the fire of the dragoness that once walked this land!
Shake the rusty chains of complicity that tricked you into ransoming
your freedom and your futures, for the glitter of temporary security.
Look with widened eyes and see the generations crumbling edifice,
trembling in pallative care,
afraid to die to the spirit they advocated was their true belief.
We know the bricks and mortar will decay
in timely march with the mortgaged heart.
Progress is scrawled across a landscape wrenched from the earth.
Bulldozers create a new altar to an ancient god of Pretend Wealth.
What does it bring but moments in time?
What price this willing enslavement and blind eyed apathy?
Do you really believe you must earn your life,
this life so brief, so freely given?
Then look to the skies that nurture this spark,
then look below and see the flag of the Southern cross,
and remember, remember, remember!
I sigh, I exhale the remaining hope.
I walk home again,
to the comfort of a home and hearth.
It’s abnormally cold for early summer.
* skies
NASA Science News for November 29, 2004
Mark your calendar:
On Tuesday, Dec. 7th, about an hour before sunrise,
the crescent Moon will eclipse Jupiter.
FULL STORY at
http://science.nasa.gov/headlines/y2004/29nov_moonjupiter.htm?list1159081