Whispers in the Wind
History is a great teacher of love
and peace; the pity is that humankind is (such) a slow learner in respect of either …
Oh, there is peace in many parts of the world, but only where we define pace as the opposite of war ; it is an uneasy peace with societies refusing to reconcile with core differences threatening to undermine national (even global) stability at the best of times ; similarly, there is love, in all its shapes and forms, so long as we don't look too closely at the various shortcomings of human nature.
Oh, there is peace in many parts of the world, but only where we define pace as the opposite of war ; it is an uneasy peace with societies refusing to reconcile with core differences threatening to undermine national (even global) stability at the best of times ; similarly, there is love, in all its shapes and forms, so long as we don't look too closely at the various shortcomings of human nature.
WHISPERS IN THE WIND
Whispers
in the wind
like
autumn leaves, ever drifting
time
and space…
Love
poems in the heart
like
tears of a rose, harbinger
of
autumn
Hymns
to nature voicing
hunger
for change and peace
of
mind
Bogeyman
at every corner
waiting
to pounce, force-feed us
its
prejudices
Drop-ins
along every street,
ready
to lend an ear, teach us
fight-back
People
of all persuasions
asking
no more of life than love
and
peace
Grim
Reaper harvesting
humankind’s
failure to settle
its
differences
Whispers
in the wind
like
deaf ears, perpetually drifting
time
and space…
Copyright R. N.
Taber 2015
Labels: culture, differences, flaws, history, human, humanity, identity, life, love, mind-body-spirit, nature, peace, personal, poetry, relationships, religion, society, space, spirit, time
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