Linking with Imaginary Gardens for the Tuesday Platform (a day late) Also linking with Poets United for Midweek Motif ~ Lust and lastly linking with The Sunday Muse.
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One may understand the cosmos, but never the ego; the self is more distant than any star. ~G.K. Chesterton
There is a distant land where there have been many wars
some lasted years with no blood shed
but still many casualties
others were brief like cut carnations
on a hot July afternoon
new places have erected in its midst
ones of love that are
bigger than skyscrapers
others are forgotten
but they still stand
and around some corners
there is an unrest
a fear that rises
but there is also a hope
that prevails it
regret has been named there
but it has no built monument
for every conflict and mistake
has planted all the beautiful gardens
that surround the inner city
my prayer is that there will be
a lust for change
a longing for something
greater
a higher power
the ego is a lonely place
when it stands truly alone
it was meant for more
it is a church with stained glass windows
and
that is no place
for empty pews.
There is a distant land where there have been many wars
some lasted years with no blood shed
but still many casualties
others were brief like cut carnations
on a hot July afternoon
new places have erected in its midst
ones of love that are
bigger than skyscrapers
others are forgotten
but they still stand
and around some corners
there is an unrest
a fear that rises
but there is also a hope
that prevails it
regret has been named there
but it has no built monument
for every conflict and mistake
has planted all the beautiful gardens
that surround the inner city
my prayer is that there will be
a lust for change
a longing for something
greater
a higher power
the ego is a lonely place
when it stands truly alone
it was meant for more
it is a church with stained glass windows
and
that is no place
for empty pews.
©Carrie Van Horn 2019
I like your metaphor, the church and it's empty pews. I also liked the quote of the posting, Chesterton's ego being so distant.
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The ego is no place....for empty pews. How cool, Carrie. A wonderful poem!!!!! I love all the elephants on your blog!
ReplyDeleteI am with you in a lust for change and love your beautiful last lines
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ReplyDeleteThe problem with that lust for change is that that we don't know what will come next. Often rulers and governments have changed with the peoples approval only to find they are worse off. However your poem was beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThat ending in the church is a total winner!
ReplyDeleteProfoundly thought-provoking.
ReplyDeleteI love this lust for a change for the better. This is prayerful and how beautifully the image of church fits in.
ReplyDeleteyes, ego can really mess up things , its better to keep it at bay.
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greater
a higher power"
indeed we should fill our conscious hours with such a grand desire. Carrie thank you for dropping by my blog today.
much love...
Hear! Hear! A call for change and something greater. No better request in these times.
ReplyDeleteLove the close, the church metaphor.. a lust for change and peace..amen to that.
ReplyDeletePure inspiration... let go of the ego and listen and love with your heart.
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