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Back to Nature: Feeling like prisoners marooned in a colourless world We did not see the bigger picture. Feeling enclosed by the walls of our minds We did not see the beauty around. Rushing daily like ants in our colonies, deadlines, chores, whirring computers and buzzing phones, Social media, pale faces and dead eyes We did not always embrace forest and sky. With a creeping menace sweeping in our midst, Avoiding the masses an closing down buildings, our minds unfurled like the leaf awakening, A spring retreat with a difference. Taking time, breathing in earth, root and sky, Majestical forests, rushing torrents Reconnecting with family and nature. Back to basics, the humble potatoes Tapping off earth, really seeing the beauty The invisible monster opened dead eyes Swept the fog aside and said ‘look if you must and pray Your part, see God’s world with eyes renewed. Just breathe and walk on the hope restored The dirty pavement replaced by a sparkling puddle The dank office became our green pasture. Find the hope deep within for when we need it most It will find us … By Sinead McKenna March 2020. This beautiful, thought-provoking, meaningful and very relevant piece of poetry by Sinead at a time when we are being attacked by a virus that threatens our lives should make us all stop to open our ‘dead eyes’ and renew our vision of God’s world. It does appear to me that every age, when mankind rejects God, devalues human life and is consumed by greed for possessions, the world has to deal with a major world war, natural calamity or pestilance which makes us stop and redefine our destiny.
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Back to Nature: Feeling like prisoners marooned in a colourless world We did not see the bigger picture. Feeling enclosed by the walls of our minds We did not see the beauty around. Rushing daily like ants in our colonies, deadlines, chores, whirring computers and buzzing phones, Social media, pale faces and dead eyes We did not always embrace forest and sky. With a creeping menace sweeping in our midst, Avoiding the masses an closing down buildings, our minds unfurled like the leaf awakening, A spring retreat with a difference. Taking time, breathing in earth, root and sky, Majestical forests, rushing torrents Reconnecting with family and nature. Back to basics, the humble potatoes Tapping off earth, really seeing the beauty The invisible monster opened dead eyes Swept the fog aside and said ‘look if you must and pray Your part, see God’s world with eyes renewed. Just breathe and walk on the hope restored The dirty pavement replaced by a sparkling puddle The dank office became our green pasture. Find the hope deep within for when we need it most It will find us … By Sinead McKenna March 2020. This beautiful, thought-provoking, meaningful and very relevant piece of poetry by Sinead at a time when we are being attacked by a virus that threatens our lives should make us all stop to open our ‘dead eyes’ and renew our vision of God’s world. It does appear to me that every age, when mankind rejects God, devalues human life and is consumed by greed for possessions, the world has to deal with a major world war, natural calamity or pestilance which makes us stop and redefine our destiny.