May the depth of our song be remembered,
as releasing the wings of our spirits while feathers in the wind recall cloud songs,
the Earth still mourns for her people,
yet the sky whispers for a new day, to awaken.
Poetry Copyright © 2021 rivers renewed, music by Mary Youngblood
May the Depth of Our Song Be Remembered
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11 responses to “Reblog: May the Depth of Our Song Be Remembered”
Great poem. Love the thought of a new day awakening.
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Thank you. These lines got to me as well. Had to reblog 😂
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Nice read. Loved it
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Happy you did 💕
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⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
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Very touching.
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Thanks Mrs. Tara
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Der Mensch
nach uns
wird neue
Lieder singen
die Erinnerung
an uns
wird ihnen
in ihren Gedanken
verblassen
nur die Tiefe
der einen Seele
wird uns nie vergessen
wir kehren
an unserem Ende
in ihren
Mutterschoss zurück
die Geister
die Götter in uns
in wandelder Gestalt
sind ewig
ein und dieselben
nur der Mensch
der sich zum Gott macht
überhöht sich selbst
über alle Kreaturen
des wirklichen Daseins
Mutter Erde
sie kann nicht trauern
sie gab uns in die Welt
und nimmt uns später
wieder für immer
an ihre Brust
Völker meinen sich
erhaben über
ihre Landesgrenzen hinaus
der Himmel
das Universum
umgibt uns
mit eiskalter Nacht
sein Flüstern
in ein tödliches erwachen
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Hans Hans. You’re gonna make me a German some day, love 😂
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Danke für Deine Anfrage, ich wünsche Dir einen wunderbaren Tag.
The universe
The human being
after us
will be new
to sing songs
the memory
to us
will them
in their thoughts
fading
just the depth
the one soul
will never forget us
we return
at our end
in your
Womb back
the ghosts
the gods in us
in changing shape
are eternal
one and the same
only human alone
who makes himself a god
inflates itself
over all creatures
of real existence
mother Earth
she cannot mourn
she gave us into the world
and takes us later
again forever
on her chest
Nations mean themselves
exalted above
their national borders
the sky
the universe
surrounds us
with freezing night
his whisper
into a deadly awakening
Herzliche Grüße
Hans Gamma
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Lovely poem. The Earth will take us again..
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