A New World Emerging Out of a Lost Civilisation

On my world trip I saw the trees not the wood. I saw countries from the sky without borders, they became land masses in my renewed mind. I saw rich green pastures of Ireland, the forests of Mexico, the tundra of New Foundland, the rivers of desert in the middle east, the magestic mountains of South America and the most spectacular cloud formations permeated by electrical activity profiling a skyscape taken for granted. For currents, temperature, soil, oxygen, water and earth are the sculptures of our world. I see a new world emerging out of a lost civilisation.

THE NEW WORLD

In the midst of a mountain shadow,
it can be hard to see the wood for the trees,
I just feel the breeze of freedom,
and await the sunshine of clarity,
to grace my heart.

The journey of my life,
is to see my world,
I want to know if our nature is protected,
I want to see if people’s voices are projected,
I want to read the book of the future,
for you cannot know the future through books,
I have to see for myself what is true,
for it is the truth that sets you free,
for freedom is not an approved transaction,
it is a birthright,
that transcends each nation.

I travel through this life,
there are so many worlds,
so many engrossed in their day to day lives,
for they cannot see the trees for the wood,
as deforestation,
is currency conversion,
logging time to buy time,
the wild rainforests are clearing,
sun spots are searing,
as the thirst that converts greed into need,
forges another path to take what is virgin,
for thousands of years of birthing diversity,
cannot be reversed by Kyoto or Cancun,
which has no universal protocol,
that is honoured,
For unity is the creed of a new civilisation.

My true home will not be in a city,
my true home is to live in peace with nature,
to remember who I am and live it,
to forget the illusion of turmoil that despoils our planet,
I do not wish to be part of the problem,
for the solution lies within my inner knowledge,
which is arising through the pyramids of desert,
the ocean current at Tulum,
the rainforest at Chechin Itza,
the energy centre at Machu Piccu,
for the ancient astronomers were tracking the stars,
were harvesting for the future,
were coordinating their lives with the cosmos,
they were not simple clans,
but were advancing an ancient knowledge of a lost civilisation.

Do you know that ours has lost its way,
it is a dead end track with no forest for cover,
and the tipping point is a critical mass,
that is critical of the mass media,
for it is up to every parent with conscience,
to be the change they wish their child to see,
only through example will a new world,
be freed.