sky around me
Blue
with clouds of cotton.
My mind soars
beyond those clouds.
The voices around me
become obsolete
as I dream beyond
a material world.
My thoughts drift
to another time.
One of peace.
One where man
knows he is not alone.
Where man and beast
share this world
in harmony.
But life shares not my dreams.
Material objects dominate
in a world of shallow lust.
I can only hope
that one day
human priorities will change
and right and nature
will prevail
and humans will cease
to be
an arrogent race.
Copyright March 30, 1998 Laura Miske
