To dream the impossible dream, is that what we do? All of us who believe in harmony among people on our Planet?
Who dream of of peace for Earth itself?
I am a dreamer and in spite of some shrugging shoulders I intend to remain so.
I have an inkling that the majority of people share this very dream. It might seem futile to an observer of world events but we have to look closer at all who surround us in our daily life.
At all who join together in joys and sorrows. Who give a supporting arm when needed, a caring word for a fellow being, a smile for those we meet.
We feel the bond that links us in spite of different world opinions. We inhabit this Earth, we need each other.
There is much cruelty in our world and sickness of mind. The more I observe people around me I am however convinced that the majority believe in the good in man and dare display it in their daily life
So let us make our voices heard, express ourselves, each in their own way.
Spread sunshine and hope where we go.
A FLOWER TO BEHOLD
May all the world’s leaders
around the table,
Be given a flower to behold.
To study in silence, fifteen minutes or more,
its delicacy, serenity and peace;
Quieting anger and unrest.
Don’t let ego, hunger for power and greed,
stand in the way of creating a world,
Fit for all.
Listen to people of the world,
open your hearts, your souls;
Can you hear their hunger and dreams,
Hunger for beauty, peace, meaning and truth.
Allow us all to shine like the flowers,
in tune with creation;
End the wars, killings, cruelty.
Free every child, woman and man.
Embrace humility, quietness, love
so you can hear, can understand;
Abnormality of wars,
don’t trample on life
don’t crush it to death.
The alternative is grim;
Obliteration of this Earth,
Death to a wondrous gift.
To dust you will turn us all.
An appalling and shameful deed
© miriam ivarson