Poem: There is a land

There is a land –

a Moth­er­land of vast
imag­i­na­tive spaces and absolute
belong­ing her open heart a deep well
where all draw and drink
freely and ful­ly the waters of life,

where we meet unknown
imme­di­ate­ly rec­og­nized neighbors
share the water wan­der together
through imag­i­na­tive spaces with
paths of poten­tial to our
trans­formed tomor­row today

yes scorched land here
and there but not barren
our neigh­bors seem­ing poor
pos­sess invis­i­ble wealth
waters wait­ing to be
tapped and shared

know­ing we belong
to each oth­er and this land
let us abide in peace
and pos­si­bil­i­ty; invite and be
guid­ed by our neighbors’
invis­i­ble wealth water
the scorched land plant
trans­formed tomorrows
togeth­er today

By Charles P. Gibbs