The Green Land

This is the happy land.
This is the green land
where no pain has ever come.
You don't have to be afraid to love here,
you don't have to be afraid to sit in the grass
and look up at the broad blue sky.
We have no fear here, no need of fear,
no hate, no anger.
They will never make us cold,
they will never freeze the warmth in our hearts.

We were made for loving,
carved from cloudy vapors
snatched from the happy valley.
We were made to touch,
the gentle pressure of a hand in a hand,
a light finger down the skin of the back.
We were made for these bodies,
we were made for this earth,
and we enjoy them
without guilt, without worry,
without doubt.
Without the million calculations of conquest.

Our bodies are not battlefields.
If I win, you win.
If you lose, I lose.
No struggle for supremacy.
No battle for dominance.
No call for submission.
No fear.
No hurt or be hurt.

Only simple desire,
shared pleasure,
and the trickle of water
across the green field with birds.


(Photo credit: "Chocolate Hills (Bohol, Philippines) (View on Black) (kthxbai)" from Mendhak on Flickr)

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