MATRIX
by Lynda Lehmann
We are not strangers, walking on separate shores.
We are not strangers, toiling at tasks not akin.
We are not strangers, flowing from different founts.
We are not strangers, flailing weary against tempest's din.
We are not strangers, tossed on disparate streams.
We are not strangers, crossed by whim of dissimilar fates.
We are not strangers, called by night winds unmingled.
We are not strangers, molding edifice from unmixed clays.
We are not strangers, flinging stones into monolith waters.
We are not strangers, adrift in remote galaxies.
We are not strangers, wandering lands not primevally bound.
We are not strangers, sailing different-hued seas.
We are not strangers, plucking seed from alien pools.
We are not strangers, repelled, in polar descent.
We are not strangers,
pretentious, autonomous fools!
We are not strangers,
traversing Infinity's frame.
We are Cosmic Dust, crowned with stars,
One Silver Light....
warmed by the same Amber Flame.
Wishing everyone joy and peace at holiday time and always. We are One Humanity. See you in 2008!
The above image is "The Storm Breaks." Poem and image c Lynda Lehmann. All rights reserved.