Revolution

Cross & Clouds

Cross & Clouds (Photo credit: John H Wright Photo)

No more revolutionary thought than love
No greater or more simple call to arms
Against the tide of persistent individuality
And natural, bodily greed
Survival instincts programmed
For the selfish gene
And yet this emotion gestates, arises
The phoenix unexpected
Unintended and new

No more chaotically unbridled act than love
Deconstructing everything in the wake
Of sacrifice, warmth and care
Suddenly felt for another, as another
Giving up our very selves for something greater
Or someone smaller
On the axis of the blessed, ancient cross
All history and thought bled
Something new
Something new

Ā© Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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4 Responses to Revolution

  1. “No more chaotically unbridled act than love/ Deconstructing everything in the wake/ Of sacrifice, warmth and care/ Suddenly felt for another, as another…” These are my favorite lines. Well-written and thoughtful!

  2. Written with such extraordinary intelligence and elegance

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