A Collection of Poems on the Earth

treasures and tremors

Awful isn't it?
You can't go outside.
All you can do
is stay in
and shut your eyes.

So lose control over your eyelids
and let them close ever so lightly.
And drift away into this endless abyss of space.

There is a universe,
and it is embellished with stars.
Tiny drops of bright silver, gold and pinks.
And they glisten so dazzlingly
Oh you could stare at them forever.

Then come the clouds, that float by so peacefully.
The tranquility they possess, compare to that of none other.
Hazy forms of white and grey,
Heavy and dense, yet so light.

And oh the sky!
Who painted that masterpiece?
That paragon of an artist, chose the most breathtaking hues,
arranged the most splendid palettes
and blessed us by translating the Heavens into colors for our eyes.

Ahh, the wind that whooshes by
and the sound it makes while it rustles through the leaves of the trees.
The frosty air on the cold mountain tops
and the warm, salty air of the summer sun.

Oh marvel at the moon and the sun along with all the planets will you?
The oranges and lush greens of the orchards and the forest cover.
The scent, the fragrance of fresh nectar,
with the buzz of the bees.
And the briny waves that strike at the jagged rocks-
How could one not be thrilled at the sight of the never ending horizon
and the sparkles that shine over the marine realm?

And there are humans,
Funny little creatures who feel emotions.
Oh you must see the twinkle in their eyes when they smile and the tiny little fingers and toes of the newborns.
They're infinitesimal in this Euclidean universe
but oh so important.

And maybe God is a woman

graciously sitting up there

overseeing the celebrations and tribulations.

For who else could design a world
with the right balance
of
treasures and tremors?