Faces

Old Man

The world is full.
Filled with hardships.
Filled with courage.
Filled with suffering.

Everywhere
There are human faces.
Everywhere the pathos
Of conscious mortality.
Everywhere the pathos
Of human faces.

The world is full.

Filled with struggles and denials.
With longing voices
And despair.
The rising and the falling
And the wasting of life.
Filled with broken hearts
And filled with mending souls.

Filled with the scattered
Lights of hope and happiness.
Filled with the heavy shadows
Of sorrow.
Filled with everyday heroics
(because it is not easy being human).
Filled with sleepless nights.
With fears and stories
And with dreams.
With endless loneliness too.

The world is full.

An international essayist, eco-poet, and storyteller, David Sparenberg is author of four books including: EARTH KEEPER POEMS and CONFRONTING the CRISIS: Essays & Meditations on Eco Spirituality from Moon Books.  David lives in Seattle, WA in the Pacific Northwest of the United States.

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