Poetry from "The 11th Hour" by Laura
Knight Cobb:1. Awakening
In the vast silent universe
among the swift colliding stars,
a rhythmic chant comes from out of the light.
It howls at the Awakening; the arrival
of Earth’s shrieking birth.
2. The Elements
Gently floating, magically spinning,
The Elements affixed and intact.
Sapphire sky, clear and wide, meets
emerald oceans, pure and immaculate,
floating out of majestic towers into carved
valleys.
3. Enchantment
Precious and delicate, tenderly rising up,
each new blossom greets the Enchantment.
Rich soil bestows bountiful energy;
so vivid and unblemished is the splendor of their
beauty,
as massive trees sway melodiously with the
tranquil breezes.
4. New Breath
As a token and gesture of good will,
the Earth is blessed with the delivery of
elegant and untamed creatures.
The inherent unity faintly unfolding
with purity and honor in each New Breath.
5. Prolific Utopia
Sustained in a perfect dance,
Earth radiates and nature prospers.
In its prime, and enduring a potent tempo,
the Earth’s abundance is amplified by its vigorous
rhythm;
thriving on itself, it assumes a Prolific Utopia.
6. Tears of Betrayal
Feverishly brewing, yet reluctantly
awaiting the menace on the horizon,
preordained by bittersweet Tears of Betrayal.
Beware precious Earth of the venom of humanity,
for your inevitable peril shall not be denied.
7. Eden’s Mist
The approaching rumbles create
a bewildering, and cosmic commotion.
The warm gentle Mist induces Gaea,
and the miraculous conception of humanity has begun.
Divinely, man is brought forth to gaze at the awe of Eden.
8. Age of Innocence
With the vital basics,
humanity forges an uncomplicated,
modest, and simple existence.
Unadorned by knowledge or hubris,
an Age of Innocence endures.
9. Requiem
Bemoaning the end of virtue
and the dawning of a more sinister day,
Earth cries out her solitary song.
It is not a dirge for the present,
but a Requiem for the future.
10. Triumphal Fanfare
Humanity conquers in its pursuit of invention,
hell-bent to produce a finely-tuned industry of greed.
Corrupt destruction hastens to ravage existence;
the violent revolution and seizing distress,
persist in their tenacious sprint toward Triumph.
11. Out of Time
The clock winds down as the bell rings on the horizon;
Alpha will meet Omega, determined only by Man.
What lies in the future remains to be seen,
for the door will soon shut, and only darkness will be.
The Eleventh Hour is upon us. . . we are Out of Time.
