It Has Always Been the Earth…

What if the Creator

didn't design nations to fight,

but to function like membrum -

distinct in role,

unified in purpose?

And if the world moved

as we move—

each part with its rhythm,

each part with its duty,

all keeping life together?

What if forests

were seen as lungs—

drawing in what we release,

returning

what sustains?

What if rivers

were remembered as veins of earth—

carrying breath

to every land,

flowing clear,

flowing free?

What if wealth

flowed like blood—

not hoarded in one limb

while another weakens,

but circulating,

the pulse of all,

so every fiber thrives?

Imagine if knowledge

was held like light-

a flame passed

from hand to hand,

growing brighter

with each sharing?

If justice were

not decree .

but balance—

s i l e n t .

steady,

heartbeat sure?

What if children

opened their eyes

to a world generous,

every place a home,

every face a kin?

And if leaders

saw themselves as stewards—

not of divisions,

but of the sharing that nourishes,

as rain falls everywhere,

without choosing one over another?

And what if humanity remembered...

not to compete ,

but to complete one another,

each a spark,

together the dawn?

What if... in the end...

we simply remembered

the wholeness we forgot?