Protests and Vigils in Second Life to Support Iranian Democracy
- Protest, concert and poetry reading at Four Bridges sim
Sea of Green – By Medora Chevalier 28.06.09
The beach was dry at first and hot
It burnt the feet that dared to stand
The rocks were sharp and pitiless
The blood of ripped soles spread along the strand.
Silent, scarce seen, the sea began to swell
The purest waters with slight fingers
Began their gentle probing of the edge
Of rocks, where ancient nature lingers
“Remember there is more than strength
And heat and hardness” ripples whispered
Remember there is love and sweetness too
Remember there is freedom!” The rocks blistered.
Yet still more waters came, more joining more
Waves foamy, shining, splashing
Flowing, life giving, laughing. Then
Huge waves upon hard rocks crashing.
The sea swelled in its glory
Glorious, the loveliest ever seen
All who saw were filled with wonder
From far and wide, a Sea of Green!
The rocks resisted. Made the waters break.
Their stony harshness left the waves to die
The waters falling trailed their tears behind them
The waters ebbing sounded soft their cries.
The tide turned once again, and deeper yet
It turned against the rocks and battered.
So many droplets, strong together, crashed
In power, the old rocks shattered!
The Sea of Green will shine more brightly
Spread far and wide through freedom’s land
And deep below, the fish will play
Where harsh rocks now lie smashed to sand.
