New World

This print has received The Artist of Distinction Award by Ontario Shores Centre 2011

WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE

I would love to spread my wings and soar among the stars
Or visit the planets: Venus, Jupiter or Mars.

I'd dance in the heavens, on fluffy clouds of white.
And sleep on the moon, in the darkness of each night.

But here on earth I'm grounded, just waiting for the day,
When angels and faeries fly again. That's what I pray.

Dream of no more carbon emissions, from planes in the sky,
Just glistening streams of light, where to and fro we fly.

No more sustenance that's needed, to keep us alive.
Only fortifying energies, to help souls thrive.

Bye animal slaughter and tainted produce in stores.
Hail to flora and fauna and beautiful, clean shores.

I see earth and its people change with every full moon.
I feel the new realm forming and it's coming real soon.

I smell rains of heaven washing away the debris.
There's a shift in my body and it's freedom for me.

I savour the moment and say good-bye to the past.
There's a flash flood of memories that goes by real fast.

I listen to the wisdom of my ethereal guide.
I know it is going to happen when two worlds collide.

By Maria Watt