Praised Be - 10
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Praised be the sweet, redeeming summer rain:
Replenishing the last remnants of green
In a monotonous age of neon and steel.
Praised be the vivid colours of rainbows:
A hint of light amidst the urban greyness of the purely functional.
Praised be the infinite ocean of consciousness;
In which we poets swim in holy ecstasy.
Praised be the great symbols of Love;
Still radiating within outdated institutions.
Praised be the slow awakening of humanity
From the long, deep sleep of mass conformity.
Praised be the glorious scent of flowers
In bone dry desert landscapes.
Praised be the union of flesh and spirit,
In the midst of social atomisation.
Praised be Art that is too perceptive
For the machinations of the market place
Praised be the prophets that proclaim the trembling beauty of the Word
Amidst the media driven circus of impoverished semantics.
And praised be the multi layered wisdom of the ages
In a digital world of gleaming but tainted information.
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