[Composed in a class room.]
Have you felt what an alien face said?
From a land not yours of this birth,
And thus in a fleet moment beheld,
The tiny dimensions of the earth.
Have you seen the colors of the world?
Like a man in his first free stride,
Have you seen the flag of triumph unfurled?
Like a martyr just before he died.
Have you alloyed with the mountain breeze?
Like a raindrop in free fall.
Or felt the grains of the hourglass freeze
When you’ve heeded an inner call.
Have you looked up at the tall old trees?
Through the eyes of tiny blades of grass.
Have you known thoughtless moments of peace,
Moments that seem to last for hours.
Oh have you seen a mothers gaze,
When she first looks upon her new born.
Have you felt the vast void of the outer space?
Before those initial moments of dawn.
Ask your self this in one distant look,
Will you have an answer to give?
As you thumb through the pages of a book,
and you toil and struggle to live.