Osmosis
Once, as a traveller in a far off land
on palm lined beaches ‘neath a golden sun,
I gazed in wonder at the stretching sand
and knew at last where paradise had begun.
For wrinkled tide washed beaches and blue seas
showed ancient Gods so well our passions read
and stamped celestial knowledge on the place
where us mere mortals made our earthly bed.
Placed on a pedestal, that reached up to the sky,
mankind was gifted by our heaven’s grace
to live where beauty always blessed the eye
...but half the world is now mankind’s disgrace.
This boundless heavenly gift for all to share
by Man's own hand becomes so very rare.
Ivor G Davies
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