Mother
Greens and Blues
And swirling white,
Ocean depths
Jagged heights,
Washed with heat
Bathed in light.
Spheres, spinning
Spiralling,
Worlds, evolving
Singing.
Within the
Green waters
Grew
Our sons and daughters.
Out and up
That tempting shore
Ancestors
With tooth and claw.
And we are here
To gaze in awe
At stars and space
The things of yore.
On spinning globes
In the greens and blues
We don our costumes
Of many hues,
Stare at that endless sky
And question why.
Opher – 18.11.2020
The story of life – played out all around us on the delicate crust of a tiny rock.
Nurtured by a star, travelling through space, fragile and vulnerable. We are life.
Evolved sufficiently to contemplate our own incredible existence, the wonder of an infinite universe and our own fates.