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to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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17 June 2016

I Dream

I dream of a great wind
swelling up from the depths of the earth –
to sweep through all countries, all peoples, 
rushing and cleansing,
blowing away war and hatred
the ubiquitous guns
ignorance and prejudice
selfishness and greed,
expelling with the force of a hundred hurricanes
all the ridiculous games of destruction
we invent and perpetrate,
all the hideous follies we create
in our diseased minds
and teach to our children 
so that these evils
go on and on and proliferate ... 
but this is a dream,
which fades to a slow twilight
in which there is no renewing fury,
no windstorm of pure intense breath
carrying all such horrors before it
into annihilation, leaving a green space
for peaceful, lovely regeneration,
a new unfolding of the world
as it was, once upon a time, 
or could be ... I dream
of a mighty wind.

Written in response to Poets United's Midweek Motif: Wind Power

12 comments:

  1. May you live into the power of this dream! Such a wind would be welcome, I think. Though i wonder if someone said that about the deluge before and after Noah's ark?

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  2. Oh Rosemary, I dream such a dream, too. This is so beautiful, powerful and perfect. Sigh.

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  3. Well..hopefully all our dreams for a rejuvenating wind develop some synergy and get off the ground...beautifully written Rosemary.

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  4. Oh, may that mighty wind blow out all the negatives and blow in all of the positives VERY soon. I am waiting for the green and peaceful space.....hoping to see it in MY lifetime! Really thoughtful work, Rosemary.

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  5. Wow, Rosemary..your words could be Felt...the Might and the soothing effects...beautiful....

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  6. Sigh, such beautifully calm and soothing words accompanied with the dream of "rushing and cleansing, blowing away war and hatred" bring out such emotion.

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  7. rushing and cleansing,
    blowing away war and hatred
    the ubiquitous guns
    ignorance and prejudice
    selfishness and greed

    Hopefully there is such an element of benefit. Thoughtful thoughts Rosemary!

    Hank

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  8. i love the flow - how like a windmill it turns full circle - what a wonderful wish that would be..

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  9. I need to feel that mighty wind Rosemary and soon! A thought provoking wonderful poem.

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  10. A powerful and passionate poem. I believe in change maybe powerful winds will not occur but refreshing breezes blow through each day via loving and cheerful people (especially children.)

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