Saturday, 24 April 2010

Empty Skies

In the week when the skies were empty
unscored by jet-stream needle-tracks
Earth bathed her wounds in heavenly blue
and salved herself in silver clouds
and the birds pealed out their healing songs
and we all breathed more deeply
we all slept more soundly
in a world which, for a magical week
was owned by the planet
and not by Man.

3 comments:

Perovskia said...

I like it :)

Joanne Fox said...

Lovely, Hydra.

Jacula said...

Gaia ruled! It was brilliant!