We will build no cathedrals, no mosques, no synagogues or temples.
They will be left to stand among the war machines
as relics of this Age of faith and despair.
There will be no memory of lamas, imams, pontifs.
We will need no minarets, no bell towers nor stupas.
We will reverence the forest and the mountain and then
every land shall be adored as holy.
When the mine-fields are no more, ships
will no longer carry implements of war, sub-mariners
will use their talents to explore and measure oceans.
We will remould metal weapons to build bridges.
Then all of us will treasure innocence and wisdom.
We will see God in one another: after the Ages of the Father and the Son become
resolved into the Age of Mother.
Beautiful. That's the world I want ti see.
It takes me into the silence.
It has such a gentleness about it. Yes, may life imitate art.
Wonderful! I hadn't had a chance to look the posting here until now. Looking forward to more.
Dragos's comment reminded me of something May Sarton said: "A poem does not move us deeply, I believe, unless the central image is capable of stirring us below the level of consciousness, is, in fact, an archetype. For the metaphor holds the explosive power of the poem. ...The most viable metaphor contains the greatest possible number of tensions and at the same time releases them. And we are changed by it not because we have been told about something, but because a whole series of inner actions has been set in motion by it and at the same time to some extent resolved. Something has been changed at the centre of consciousness, forever." (from 'Writings on Writing')
In the Western culture poetry depends on metaphor. I think sometimes we try to create poems from ideas or feelings but it doesn't work unless there is metaphor there. I think if the feeling is deep and true a metaphor arises.
I love to believe that this not a poem, but an image of the things to come.
So beautiful, and I love to read it aloud as it seems to permeate the atmosphere when the words find sound. It gives me a feeling of almost anguished joy as it articulates the deepest hopes in me.
Beautiful!
you are very welcome to publish. It is encouraging to have such accolades.
I love it too, it's pertinent to this Age of Madness - at what previous time did the US Secretary of State call his President a moron? So in this darkness it's utterly inspiring to read of what is to come. After the Fire is by some way the best poem I've read written by a Sahaja Yogi. More please. And I assume the author won't mind if I post it on Facebook.
This poem shows the rare combination of having something to say and knowing how to say it.
Poetry is very personal. It is a risky, inaccurate thing to measure poetry, to judge it. The only measure is if the poetry connects.
For me, this poem connects. The imagary, the content, the structure are beautiful. I get it.
I wish I had written these words. But knowing I didn't, makes me love it more. This poet is speaking my heart.