Earth Births

I do my best,
Not to harbor disrespect.
For anything or anyone,
That the Earth births...
To nourish with an encouragement,
Flourishing as it is meant!

I wish to exist without regrets.
And I incorporate a discipline,
With prayer and forgiveness.
Done in quietness!

Preaching with an outreach...
May for some meet success.
But I try to inspire those,
With ears receptive and ready.
Those who are open without protest.

But so many are conditioned to believe,
They are physically disconnected.
And spiritually meant to be on knees grieving.

How distant can minds like this be?
When it 'should' be obvious...
No one here breathes,
Without the benefit of trees.
And 'what' and 'who' has the creative power to do that?

That's why no one 'should' accept,
Carrying the weight of burdens alone on their backs.

But...
Try to tell those detached that!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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