Earth Analog

Earth - one day she will be empty.
All the great seas ever sailed, and all the lands ever traveled,
they will become still at an instant and she will be empty.
She will vanish and pass as quietly but as emphatically
as was her birth, and she will be empty.
Every bird's tree will be uprooted and every living
thing in the sea and on land will vanish, and she will be empty.
The seas once feared, will strip away into the heavens,
and the Earth become barren of water. Every grain of sand will
become as a storm in it's wake and the Earth shall crack
and fall asunder, and she will be empty.

For every man and each woman shall know before the wind
ceases to move, and before the stars begin to spin over
the Earth, and before the sun shall be covered by the sky
and they will find for them a new home.

This new home, it will not be named after Earth, for she
has become barren and empty and listless, and sacred;
For with the Earth were taken all it's love for the sea and
the land, and all of foot prints of our saviors and every
culture of man, and every monument raised or fallen,
every mystery explored, and all the air ever breathed.
But instead, this new home will be bestowed with the title of it's
memory. For the memories are but the sole reward of the
sufferings and joy, the bondage and freedoms, the wars
and the love, all the dreams brought into life and all which
had been seen and heard and felt and ever known.
And none could be again that which is Earth.
For man in the Earth is but a spectrum upon a plane of
the living, but Earth within the man shall always remain.

ATS
6/13/90