Rock Band in the Cathedral

Robins in the snow

They knew spring was coming

In the middle of winter

An aberration

Disconcerting as a rock band

In the silence of a cathedral

I cannot help but feel its a portend

When the robins come in winter

The connection to the source has blurred

We listen to the voice of greed and believe its promises

Choosing to forget or oneness with the trees

Who can stand to see their mother cry

For her lost children

Who thought we could make our own rules

And now the animals are dying

Spring is coming in the middle of winter

Robins are searching for food in the snow

And we are feeling helpless to stop

What we have set in motion

Pretending not to hear

The rock band in the cathedral

( from the book, Re-entering the Womb of the Goddess )

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