Children in time

Some words.

                                Children in time

I took a little walk by Lake Saint Clair, The Winter grasp and hold was almost gone.

I looked at the morning sun and I touched the cold water.

I came to pray and I came to burn some sage.

I was once a young man with great hope and 

now I am a old man.

Knowing I did little good for my world.

My father left me, a world of war and violence,

I did little to make the world better.

Children in time,

refugees escaping war and hate,

fearless warriors,

do they know?

We gutted this world.

I see in the child's eyes,

wonder and questions.

My grandchild asked me.

Why do men fight?

Why do men kill?

I speak white words, black words.

Meaningless words to him.

He know already,

the world we left,

ugly and dangerous.

Today I burn some sage,

set-up my stones of harmony,

I whispered a silence prayer to the lake.

Please dear Earth, the wild sea and the beautiful trees,

help my world, make the leaders know.

The children know.

The killers are in Washington D.C.

The greed of men are cutting down the great forest,

drilling for oil in the Great Lakes and the sea. Create new

weapons of mass destruction.

Children in time, we were once.

Once we needed less and we loved the sea,

we loved the forest and we knew.

Don't need everything, we need just enough.

A sunny day, dancing water by the sea and the long walk into the forest.

Easy blessings.

Today I will burn sage,

pray for my world.

 

                               Dancing Coyote

                                           

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Such truth and wisdom in your lines. I was talking only two days ago about the fears I have for the future of my beloved grandchildren who live with me. What sort of a world will there be for them when I've departed. It is toxic at the moment with hatred and greed, and we are destroying the natural environment at a rapid rate. I long for the simplicity of my earlier days, when having enough, was all we needed. I don't know the significance of burning sage, but I have dried sage and I might just do it anyway. Your lines always take me to places Coyote.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Many kinds of sage. Look-up on google. Many are in your backyard. Each sage is used for different reasons. They are use to heal, body, mind and area(Home, weddings, place to pray). I worry for the future. Thank you Chris for reading and the comment.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for your advice Coyote.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... if only we could see a ray of hope...
where we come together to pray and smoke sage...
perhaps sing a song that travels through time
when all men will chant Gregorian chants by the seaside
when waves bring in the lost chests of treasures that
hold secrets of vast knowledge that will save the world.
truly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

I pray we can one day dear Patricia. Thank you for reading and the kind words.

[Falcon1]

such wise words and great works of the warrior who only wanted to be blessed when the battle days were done and he put away his killing guns and watched the Sun rise again in the winds of time. And the Children cried to stop the battle cries. But the burning in the fields would not stop or yield the rotten smell of the burnt bodies cry out after the evening battle was shouted out and the evil of war goes on and on because the war puppets put the strings of war until another Mother cries they have lost a Son or a Daughter blood is soaking the grounds no more smiles only frowns.

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful words shared my friend. It seem, war will never end. What will we leave for the children? Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Neville]

These words form part poem, part promise and part prayer.. but are perfectly penned whichever way you look at them.... I now have the urge to go burn sage for myself and the world.... N

[Coyote Poetry]

Good to burn sage. Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Neville]

It felt good burning the green and purple sage Coyote.. I shall now wait, watch and listen.. N