I Have Heard the World Weeping:
2015 September— 39.7392° N, 104.9903° W
“They found one Breath in all things,
That moves all things between.”
The Threshold—Rudyard Kipling
I have heard the world weeping
at this respite long delayed,
I have seen the ashes falling
in cascades, instead of rain.
They say the world is burning,
It’s we who feed the flame
of the land that’s been encumbered
by the weight of our domain.
I wonder what can bear the weight
of dreams left unfulfilled,
and who will care to tell the tale
of hearts that have been stilled.
I have seen the world weeping,
I have felt the ocean sigh,
with all the weight of water shed—
a somber lullaby.
The earth gave up its secrets
its mantle, crust and core,
it shattered to infinitude
until it was no more.
I have touched the face of heaven,
I have seen the unknown shore
inside the folds of what’s to come
and what has been before.
There lives a place inside of me
no army dares to breach,
it is a sheltered solstice
beyond the world’s reach.
When all the sighs of all the souls
release and just let go,
we will hear a world that laughs again
in a firmament that’s whole.
©2015, Mindy Martin Pillitteri. All rights reserved.