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FAITH (we lost our godess) where is the sky the blue blue face of a godess the african godess the blue blue african little people bury in the sand little river looks udner the stones little grass looks in the desert little roads race across the earth little wind blows from a cloud breathing sighs into every leaf as the little people call from one hill to another little people celebrate to make the blue blue godess come and laughter chases the grass and swims in the ocean naked at the celebrations, each little people grow and laugh and love every smiling, smiling laughing face the moon loves little people and tells them the godess is every healthy country, every loving person, and the little people understand and the rain tells everyone and the sun tells everyone, and the next day, the sun is blue blue blue blue. EXPLAINATION (SIR YES SIR!) You could let the obviously primitive story-telling language disturb you when reading this poem, but I feel it is very deep and in touch with its soul, even when written in a childish way. Perhaps the ONLY way to write anything with a very deep meaning, and if you don't want to confuse everybody, is by writing with the language and mind of a child. I want to point out that while the "little people" are looking for the godess, nature's several faces helps them. Their Faith and Belief that the godess is here somewhere motivates nature to send grass over the desert, rivers under the stones, and wind into the leaves. Making the earth come alive. Then all that has to happen, is for the little people to become alive and happy. And it is only THEN, that the Moon tells them that the godess is already in them. I personally think that All Gods Are One God. But if you don't agree with me, then please understand that whatever religion or belief people have, it is the one thing that keeps them strong and it is what makes miracles for them happen. Just as it is for you. I hope you can find all these aspects in the poem, despite it's "childish" nature... *Mary smiles* |