UPON THIS LAND
This ancient, ancient land
Where nothing breathed
But the animals
And the trees
We came to this land
Just to
Live amongst
The wild
And the free
Not to tame it
Claim it or reclaim it
This belongs
To our
Mother Earth
Our Creators land
Ploughed the earth
Sowed the seeds
In this earth
Crops that we did reap
Always plenty for others
To sow
And reap
Not for weeping
As I look beyond this
Ancient, ancient land
Visions of the
Darkness
And light
Knowing that this
Ancient, ancient
Land
Is no longer the
New World
As man once called
It
There is no space to breath
Feel
Escape
The madness of the
Great Cities
Freedom to run
As wild as a steed
Letting the wind
Blow free
Through
Mind
Body
And spirit
© Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson
9th May 2012
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