Black Poetry : Voices in the Woods

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  1. WindWalker

    WindWalker Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Voices in the Woods


    Could we but hear
    the yearning for freedom;
    the cry of the forest,
    the voices in the woods.
    Could we still the abuse?
    Quiet the roar of exploitation?
    End the mindless destruction?

    Could we but listen
    to the gentle murmurs
    of life beneath the fallen leaves;
    could we but thrill once more
    – just once more! –
    At the call of the wild
    under the pale moon.

    Could we reach understanding
    from life forces at play
    beneath the heavens
    beneath all those eyes watching
    the movement of humanity?

    Could we but rub the slumber
    from those eyes within,
    the slumber of aeons so deep;

    Could we but throw cold water
    on those care-worn faces
    hiding the programmed minds
    who live for today
    and remember nothing tomorrow;

    Could we but awaken suddenly,
    in the midst of our cacophony
    wipe away the veil of greed
    and the barriers of fear:
    could we remember the dance
    to the music of the woodland?
     
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    windwalker ....... dis was the out bust of perfection
    and i love the ride u took me on. very sweet piece.
     
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