Saturday, September 24, 2005

Calling all humans

Heard this from Holly Near and thought I'd pass it along.


I've thought this. Haven't you?


Planet Called Home


Can you call on your imagination
As if telling a myth to a child
Put in the fantastical, wonderful, magical
Add the romantic, the brave and the wild


Once upon a time there was a power
So great that no one could know its name
People tried to claim it and rule with it
Always such arrogance ended in shame.


Thousands of years would pass in a moment
Hundreds of cultures would come and go
Each generation with a glorious calling
Even when they were too busy to know


Then one day after two millennia
Which after all was a small part of time
Hundreds of souls found their way out of no where
To be on earth at the threat of decline


Let's all go, they moved as one being
Even though each would arrive here alone
They promised to work in grace with each other
To brave the beautiful planet called home


There was no promise that they could save it
But how exciting to give it a try
If they each did one or two actions beautifully
Complex life forms on earth might not die


And so they arrive in a spectrum of colors
The population on earth did explode
Some threw themselves in front of disaster
Other slowly carried their load


Some adopted small girls from China
Some lived high in the branches of trees
Some died as martyrs, some lived as healers
Some bravely walked with a dreadful disease


They mingled among each class and culture
Not one of them could be identified
But together they altered just enough moments
To help the lost and the terrified


To step outside our egos and bodies
To know for once that we truly are one
Then quickly we would forget to remember
But that's OK, their job was well done


And earth went on for another millennium
And now its time for my song to end
This magical story of hope and wonder
Invites you all to wake up and pretend to be


Fabulous creatures sent from the power
Souls that have come with a purpose in mind
To do one little thing that will alter the outcome
And maybe together we can do it in time


Can you call on your imagination
As if telling a myth to a child
Put in the fantastical, wonderful, magical
Add the romantic, the brave and the wild


The Souls are coming back
The Souls are coming back
The Souls are coming back
The Souls are coming back...


7 comments:

Ricky said...

Gee, thanks. You're a real pal.

What the frill?

Unknown said...

Hey RickY.

Just found your blog through pomoxian's blog and saw my blog linked on your blog! Wow.

It's good to see your space here. I love, LOVE your self-description.

The comment above is spam and you can stop it by changing the feature on your comment template to one that requires a password. JFYI.

Hope to check in here more. Taht poem was really powerful.

Julie

Ricky said...

Oh! Hey!

A familiar face! Hi Julie! Fancy meeting you here! Glad you could drop by!

Hey, thanks for the tip. I didn't know that.

Well, if I'm going to get visitors here I suppose the least I could do is freshen up the place a bit, huh. Let me check the cupboard...

Anonymous said...

good info

Ricky said...

human pheromone...

hmm...

Good info? What.. the mental health counseling services site posted above?

human pheromone?????

Mr Wizard!!!!

Ricky said...

never mind!!

Ricky said...

what a world!