Animal Rights, Spiritual and Inspirational poetry that touch the heart and soul, and provoke the mind.
By chance, I heard
a beautiful song
I hadn’t heard for years.
The delicate touch
on the acoustic guitar,
and the poignant sadness
of the minor chords
brought tears
to my eyes
and, for a moment,
I was swamped
with grief —
grief, perhaps, for
my own lost youth,
grief, perhaps, for
the lost time of
the flower children
when words and deeds,
and signs and symbols
of love and peace
pervaded our youth culture.
I felt a deep melancholy,
tempered with a spark
of hope and fervent yearning
that, just like Nature’s
inevitable cycles
of rejuvenation,
our next generations
will turn aside
from fear and hate,
will rekindle
the ever-present embers
of tolerance,
of respect,
of compassion,
of peace and love
and Joy.
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