The transplanting of lives.
Head held high, sturdy and strong
Slowly stretching to greet the rising sun.
Careful hands tend it; Hopeful hearts share
In joyful labour: The liberation of soul
From burden of rock and tangle of weed
Exchanging this dust for nourishing terrain
To settle in soil far, far from this place.
To join others in infinite dance
Where they dare to aspire
To unprecedented heights
While sweeping gold and sunset hues.
And slowly age in fields of grace.
While the brown-brick neighbour it left behind
Wilts in neglect and crumbles in time
And its cold-hearted owners
With the gold-lined pockets
Choke on its dust.
Then, its many uncaged souls,
In seeking wisdom, will
Then cautiously grow
As they spin and spend forth
In their journey t’ward the sun.
© Copyright 2010, Hannah Ellie. All rights reserved.
Hannah Ellie is a writer pseudonym of Susan Leitch (multimedia artist). MultiMediaSusan.com
[Hopeful yet humbled by Shapiro & Blake].
Above: a photograph of a sunflower planted behind a slum where I once lived, that was checker-boarded by the impoverished and decent parts of town, where some of those unfortunate souls were entrapped from burden of rock and tangle of weed.