When Books Were Clouds
by Jane Tawel
January 28, 2022
When books were read in clouds and trees,
and fame was in the stars,
then we did walk the Earth as guards
and lived in Time just as we are.
When actions held our thinking firm,
and no one needed walls,
then Man and Woman, and terra firma
as one and One made All.
Why, then, as wise old children, we
lived wholly, on this lovely ball,
not split, not splintered, we lived True
and You were I, and I was you.
When books were clouds, and we were stars,
then eyes and ears could see and hear
the world and us just as we are.
Flow back, flow back, all living things,
and simpler world embrace.
Let truth and power return to grace
and Love will take its rightful place.
Flow forth, flow forth, dear human race,
the tale is in the telling,
and like great waves a-swelling,
only our hearts will leave a trace.
© Jane Tawel, January 28, 2022