Earth Day, in Continuation

The blue sky is not enough for me to dream in alone,
In the bright grass I sense the floating world around me,
As my mind drifts to the skies,
Yet here on the ground, closest to Earth,
I find I sense the infinity we could share,
If we only begin to heal the running waters,
The mountains, the life around us at all times.
In the concrete of the city I sit and wonder, 
How long do we have, and how must we 
Chart the way?
And it is not for a single voice alone, 
but a choir of voices, here in the afternoon, 
and at the end of the day.

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