Gravity

April 22, 2016 — #NaPoWriMo, Earth Day, gravity, poem, poetry

red leafed tree

rose

grapefruit

Hanging from the tree to ripen, we fall when we are ready
Weight and pull toward the earth is constant and steady
Without orbit and centrifugal force we could not anchor to the ground
Our voices would float into space leaving no trace, vanishing without a sound
There would be no palpable difference between light and heavy
Our fate is to look up to find the place where divinity is dwelling
Religious orders, creation stories, iconic books are all-compelling
Yet earth itself holds us here with an understanding that we will return
To become dust when the time bell rings and we take our final turn
To bless this grave planet whose great wealth we have been selling

NaPoWriMo2016

April is a month for poetry writing all over the world.  Tune in to #NaPoWriMo to find new poets to read or submit your own work.