Be still
Listen
The serenity of the natural world beckons,
There are no planes in the sky now
Only birds,
And clouds, painted with Gods paintbrush
The cities and townships have quietened,
The pollution has lifted from great Gaia
For a century her breath has laboured
And now humanity wears the mask
To protect us
From a virus of our own making
Be still
Listen
Her medicinal treasures are fecund
She grows the cures for all ailments
She still bleeds oil to fuel our machines
And the almighty Sun gives so abundantly of his free energy
But still we don’t listen
An agenda devised an eon ago,
And a virus patented a year ago
Now takes centre stage
In the drama play
Another test
Between two opposites
Made famous in Hollywood scripts
Be still
Listen
Humanity stayed home,
And accepted
Fear reigned supreme
And survival became paramount
Some prayed and connected,
Others lost themselves in despair
Acts of kindness
And acts of war,
The choice lay within
Question what you hear
Question what you believe
The unveiling is ripe,
For those who yearn to see,
Empty your mind
And bathe your soul
In the miracle of the natural world
She does not seek to control us, to surveil us, or to vaccinate us
There are no patents on sovereignty and freedom
There is no darkness in the natural world
Even in the depths of caves shine crystalline light,
Just as stars sparkle in the midnight sky
Yet the agenda of darkness
Is ever present upon Her
And the battle is hidden from our view
Be Still
Awaken
©️ Amata Goldie 2020