Natures womb a home a life a love
emerging in pain,washed covered,
put away unaware, who held -
so warmly at first
fed so fully at first
hugged so tightly at first
born,a new born
unsafe insecure exposed
know not how many saw
caressed -more responsibility said
a heavy voice- same body,same blood
but not the same-
not the same -
not the same- vision.....
VISION ? of Sacrifice of intolerance
deception degradation suppression
are you sure you are not a Grecian Urn
'Oh thou still unravished bride of quietness'
what vision lies in your tender perception'
what peace flies in variegated colors
what rainbows of unravel in panoramic arches
what bands flags flowers, salute in marches?
Vision of grace elegance honor? or
naked pageantry, with
thousands gazing freely at purity...
Oh World' could it be Tarzan and Jane
Look back and see The Holiness
The Robed Truth The Unseen Belief
Real Vision would be white
would be Light - bright in equal colors
contentment and gratitude in less
not more ...lessons of life manifest
'think 'Of man 's first disobedience '
would that ever go?
yet all is not lost-known is the cost
of Good and Vision of Peace is Wanted
or is it not so?