FIRST SNOW

Oh economy of life in continual transformation,
  An elemental constellation...ever sharing energy's flow
   We call you Gaia; Your cycles the seasons a place in us also

Through them we see the all encompassing order of today.

And within that whole in all its teeming parts we play
    From the macro composite to the micro sphere
      So many rhythms of energy clear
Its fabric its fiber its colors sound and smells

  All its relationships take shape as stability swells
    Proclaiming there identity at every peak
      Orgasmic activity building and consuming - I seek
ALL TOGETHER the many mansions of THIS ONE LIFE

But what is this thing called mankind?
    Dredged in slaughter; drowning in his/her own blood
      But a temporary deviation from the plan?
Or Necessary part?  This handmade hell of man..

YES the whole is in a perpetual shift
    And NOW SIGHT reveals its rhythms NOT adrift.
      But what human purpose within it all?
The answer is "No more than genocide.......Neanderthal!"

This time we include: the short the fat the thin the tall
    While all colors clamor for the same Earth's dominion
      We can only plead with free will in man and nations
"OH GOD THAT IS GREATER THAN BEFORE!

Intercede with NEW energy to fill these leaders rising now
    Bring forth the 'Spring of Cooperation' if only in our vision to uphold
      While this 'WINTER' passes...
And for me God...?  The gift ~ of seeing it through."

copyright Freo`7 1987