Pangaea Revisited by Kristina Woodhill Pangaea Revisited I wonder, Could we travel back To Supercontinental times and feel the plate techtonic ripping, Earthly grinding, separating, stretch marks scarring far and wide Perhaps weÂ’d see Our Earthly Mother Watch her Garden turn to rubble Raucous rifts, stone-throwing squabbles, Childish tiffs and made-up troubles, Start to cut a Great Divide “A time of Healthy separation (says She) some mighty mountain building, Add canyon rivers grandly chisling Let sulphur pots reflect the sizzling Cauldron of My childrenÂ’s pride My oceaned tears Will separate them Let some peace and quiet calm me Brother Sun a certain balm be Let cloudÂ’s rains create the Palm tree RebirthÂ’s symbol At their side” Her weary head She raised and pondered At her carbon creatures climbing Crafted trees forever bridging Like iron to all things magnetizing Drawn to see The other side As eons pass Her mighty mountains Heaved and bouldered downward rolling Crushed and pebbled waters roiling Silky sands her beaches forming Touching lands Once out of sight Slow forward now She looks to see Feet walk along the soft sand beaches Across once seas each hand now reaches OceanÂ’s tears no longer breeches Pangaea whole Where weÂ’ll reside Our Earthly Mother smiles 12/16/2005 Posted on 12/16/2005 Copyright © 2024 Kristina Woodhill Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 12/16/05 at 07:39 PM Brother Sun, the sweetest balm, and indeed I see Our Earthly Mother smiling! (((beautifully written))) ::: welcome to pathetic, Katrina Woodhill ::: I'm looking forward to more from you! :) —JiLL Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)