Journeying On Earth

We constitute a family and build our houses,

set up enterprises, give people jobs and hopes.

We plant vines, bridges and ports,

raise sheep and sons.

We throw up rails and roads, farms and cities,

churches, cathedrals and skyscrapers.

We spread life all around,

as if we were the owners of this world.

We plan our lives every day, for months

and years ahead, faithfully dreaming,

although fully aware that God, in spite

of having made us in his likeness,

has not given us neither eternal life,

nor his full sapience.

This is our fate, since we have been created.

However, with sole and specific a love,

and steadfast a faith,

we have been able to move forward the heavy

and hard wheels of time, towards desired

and promised a new land.

The biblical one, where honey and milk flow

and evil never finds shelter, which lies,

we firmly believe, not far beyond

the horizon of an upcoming and blissful day.

(Published in Active Muse, Varsha (summer) 2022)

This poem and all others at this blog, authored by Edilson Afonso Ferreira ©

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