Feather And Stone Poem by Lynn Anne Brown

Feather And Stone



Science and Intuition
Knowledge and Wit
Together we two
Can learn how to knit
From the scraps
And the pieces
Of what we've
Torn apart
How to join
Back together
A Deep
Broken Heart
As we light
Up the Night
With Torches
And Brands
Trading fear
For Compassion
The Can'ts
For the Cans

What we can do
When we stand
Close together
Is strong as a stone
And Light as a feather

For arguments sake
Let's say the work
Has been done
To get us to where
The song can be sung
Of co-operative hearts
Who will plant
Now the seed
Of the things
That we want
And the things
That we need

Into
The deep rich soil
Of the long waiting earth
Whose been listening
To the tales
We told
As we searched
Of a time
When our wisdom
Would grow and make worth
The labour and pain
It took to give birth
To a race
Of new Gods
Who with laughter
And Mirth
Will build
A new bridge
Between the Heavens
And Earth

One
That we'll freely
Learn how to share
With those
Who've been heavily
Burdened with care
As we lighten the load
And shape a new art
That will satisfy both
The mind and the heart
And give us a place
To make a fresh start

Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Last night I had a dream that I was standing at the door of an old stone church. Inside I could hear the prayers, chants and pleas of folk through the ages who were asking for ways to make things better. Outside the doors was a gathering of scholars who discussing the problems posed by history, science and technology as they furiously wrote down each thought as they spoke. As I listened to each I realized that each group only had part of the story and that neither was truly listening to the other. As I did, I grew more and more frustrated until I took stone from the church and a feathered pen from the scholars and placing one on top of the other called for the door between them to open. And as I woke up, I had the first words of the poem below swimming through my mind and so I raced to the computer to catch my thoughts before they slipped away into that place where dreams often fade into that vague sense of 'I had something there, but...'
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Colleen Courtney 19 March 2014

Lovely poem! Flows along with such a great message. Nice job!

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Lynn Anne Brown

Lynn Anne Brown

Toronto, Ontario, Canada
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