The Green New Deal
It took very little to make us happy
young and intoxicated with feeling
high on the thought of holding one
another, embracing our way to
madness, another bite of the apple
we were deeply in love.
Past guilt not ours
yet thrust upon us, by those less
brave – by those priests and
priestesses of timid wisdom, wise but
aloof from the live world around them~ treasures
their hearts somewhere above the stars
you and I here and now yes worship our
chemical reacting with its earth, sensing
divine sparkle –
We brighten, flair together in our
every quaking moment of unrehearsed
encounter. Reborn by the lust of human
arms. Not rejecting God, but celebrating!
What liar convinced man that
creation is passionless? What dim seer
thought The Seven Days spent bored and yawning~
Evolving spirit something without far reaching
tentacles for physical sensing, probing, reaching, bursting
with desire to experience? This is not original
sin! – the much greater sin that of turning one's
back on the breathing, pulsing nature of Soul.
Yes, to be tamed! Exhausted into submission, never stilled and
wrongly quieted.
Yet, we pretend no answers, you and I, for unlike
many we consume our scriptures from the inside out, less
judging and more opening each day onto widening mystery
and enchantment. Innately knowing what sin is, rejecting all content!
Sharing the rest, though we are never entirely certain of outcome, for relished
always are evolving, bursting fiery skies
of new emotional universes uncharted. We
seek entirely without caging. Passion is art, poetry, micro
and massive inventions. Man is not burned
by passion, but more by fear and deception.
The Devil is fear! The age-old weapon of despots and
their armed administers of hate. The inside joke of
the Green New Deal...is more green for their already
bloated pockets.
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