The Universe

Hannah Mason

Journal 6

This Universe

 

Sheltered, unlearned, we move

through space and time,

unaware, lost maybe,

of the surrounding atmosphere.

The world.

 

To know oneself, is to know one’s

surroundings. But so ignorant of

soft soil and fresh air, how is that

possible, if we don’t take the time?

To feel, to care.

 

The city life, envelops the mind, erasing

the sense of the importance of time.

That tree on the corner will continue

to grow, but will you ever notice?

Will you ever know?

 

Collapsed, is the wall that conceals

that which is material things. Built-up, the wall

which hides the qualities and secrets

of life, itself. We, forever barred from

the truth.

 

We must rise to the challenge,

fight the swooping age of technology

to enjoy what’s left of the beautiful

earth. Before you know it, it will be

gone, extinct if you will, and there

 

will be nothing you can do to

stop the end. To live is not enough.

To experience is the goal. To un-taint

our children and open their eyes to

This universe.

 

 

 

 

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2 Responses to The Universe

  1. Lisa says:

    Hannah, it’s obvious you have become more comfortable writing poetry. This poem is very reflective of that. The title, stanza and message are phenomenal. Like you would say “awww yeah” :)

  2. Lisa says:

    Hannah, it’s obvious you have become more comfortable writing poetry. This poem is very reflective of that. The title, stanza and message are phenomenal. Like you would say “awww yeah” :)

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