In a dream I came to know
Of what is above
And what is below
Of creatures dark and ones that glow
And I heard the earth crying out to the sun: “burn them all, rid me of this plague.”
Then I woke.
In a dream I came to know
Of what is above
And what is below
Of creatures dark and ones that glow
And I heard the earth crying out to the sun: “burn them all, rid me of this plague.”
Then I woke.
A thanks to Earth,
Immigrant I thought I had left my home
Here to a new place where I did not belong
But as I saw the moon I did not feel so alone
Comforted by what I knew, I stared into space
The clouds looked familiar
And between the cracks of grey sky I found my place
The stars knew me and the sun could relate
Then I understood
The earth is vast and it does not discriminate
(By me, July 2016)