A World That Once Was Comments

left me speechless of how the old world was beautiful to me now gone and replaced with fixed and unimaginary good things...still our present world is a nice place..just not as beautiful when i was a kid :) haha

The Greek word for both wind and spirit is pnuema; I see a beautiful, meaningful metaphor for this in your powerful poem here; very well stated!

We should be able to do something while here to protect this world. Great warning delivered through the poem. Thank you.

Wind and soul are alike. both can be realised only..Neither can be seen nor can b touched.

Shall we destroy our world before we make it a wonderful place for all of us to be or shall we succeed in kindness and love and make them reign all over the world? I hope and tend to believe in the latter. But the former is truly possible and a scary thought. Good and thought provoking poem.

Hmmm..an interesting poem. Could be interpreted in many ways. I picture as looking down from the great beyond after our final day has come and seeing the aftermath of our life and our world. Like the poem for it's sheer quality of making the reader think!