creation’s lament

don’t you understand
when I made you      I loved you

and I made more of everything you could need
out my love for you       I gave you a bed of earth       a blanket of sky

a young sun       infinite green       a living kaleidoscope of creatures
and time to enjoy       more time than you knew what to do with

and minds for the journey       set in motion       aimed at adulthood

that was the beginning
and I thought my love was teaching you to offer your love to one another

your souls       I thought       would be resplendent by now
immense
as to contain oceans

but you wanted more
and then you wanted the only thing I couldn’t give you
to replace me

now look what you have done
you have turned my love to pity

your puffed-up empires       are burning
your storms of reversal        are building
the undoing of creation

and you can’t stop
blaming each other       fighting each other       killing
each other

back and forth you go       trapped in a mirror

and still unseeing what you are
brothers       sisters       siblings all

yet even now       in the deepening shadows of your self-love and self-hate
here on the brink of your self-annihilation

stay your hand       look about       and I will give you a dream
of goodwill       of peace on earth       and forgiveness

of a kind       that brings the dawning of self-understanding
the blessing of a renewed mind       the intelligence of a broken heart

17 Comments

  1. Steve, this poetic description of the status quo, an arresting reflection, brought tears as I read it. It merits being broadly shared.

  2. So frustrating isn’t it?
    I wish the whole world could feel the sentiment you’ve shared from your good self. Love from us all Stephen.

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