The Crown of Light

Our world has stopped, all forced to stop living,

forced to stop running, like headless chicken,

not knowing where we are going and why.

The earth still spinning, still breathing, still needing.

Shaking herself to find balance and strength.

The seas scattered plastic, twisted through generations of us.

Life from beyond, plunges into the depths,

shining a light for all of us.

These loving waves, pulsating the lines of the land.

This fiery wreath, wrapping around ancient pains and all trauma at 

hand.

Challenging all that is with her renewed breath.

The breath of old dying away.

The crowns pulsating rebirth.

God-given flow

to a

New Earth.