Chapter Thirty-Eight BLUE MARBLE [ a song, introductory poem ]       In a world of mass pollution of the soul and of the heart       Searching for a true solution for the ravage of creation art       In a world of disease and hunger, full of envy and of strife       We hoist our sail, fair ship Calypso, vessel of hope, ark of life. . .                              Big blue marble hung in space                              Fragile home of one great race                              Seasons come and seasons go                              River of time, flow river flow                              Flow river, flow                              Big blue marble turning 'round                              Peace on earth is seldom found                              Wars they come and wars they go                              River of time, flow river flow                              Flow river, flow                 And we follow in your freedom                 Ocean deep, mountain high                 We can't escape your love                 You know, it permeates the sky                              Green rain forest disappear                              Tree by tree and year by year                              Big brown cloud covers the face                              Of big blue marble hung in space                              Flow river, flow                              Big blue marble hung in space                              Good and evil interlace                              Sprint across the sands of time                              'Till we cross the finish line                              Flow river, flow                 Rise up on wings of freedom                 Ocean deep, mountain high                 Nothing can separate us                 Your love permeates the sky                              Big blue marble passed away                              On some great and mournful day                              Big blue marble born again                              Viper playing with the lamb                              Flow river, flow                 Welcome a brand new Eden                 Where children no longer cry                 Your grace brings us true freedom                 Reaching far beyond the sky                              Big blue marble hung in space                              Fragile home of one great race                              Seasons come and seasons go                              River of time, flow river flow                              Flow river, flow       In a world of mass pollution of the soul and of the heart       Searching for a true solution for the ravage of creation art       In a world of tongue and nation it is with love that we must labor       'Till Calypso at last finds anchor in a brave new world of peaceful harbor * The Cousteau Society Windstar Foundation DEDICATED TO:  The late Phillipe Cousteau, and the late John Denver, beloved friends of our fragile home, Planet Earth. . . gone far too soon. *FootNote:  Inspired by the lifework and legacy of the late Jacques-Yves Cousteau, truly a friend for all seasons of We The People of Planet Earth and for a very many reasons. Although his name is almost synonymous with environmental awareness, Jacques Cousteau was also a genius of great invention and, as is the case with many others of those who revere our fragile home, he was quietly devoted to humanitarian causes as well.  In the legacy of Albert Schweitzer and Jesus, to have reverence for our planet's fauna and flora is to promote Human Rights and to care for the sick and poor is to care, not only for creation, but to care for our Creator personally.  It is arguably impossible to care either about our planet or its people without being concerned for both.  Within the historical reciprocation of what goes around eventually comes around, how we treat and respect or otherwise, disregard the sole planet of our habitation will surely come back to bless or otherwise, haunt our offspring for generations to come. To not demonstrate concern for what ultimately happens to the environment, flora and fauna of our commonly shared blue marble home is to oppose Human and Civil Rights and likewise, to not care about one's own flesh and blood.             'Click Here' To Purchase This Book 'Click Here to eMail the Author Copyright © August 20th, 2003 by Richard Aberdeen. No part of this material may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including printing, photocopying, recording or by any information storage or retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher and signed by the author.  Inquiries: Freedom Tracks Records or requested via eMail.  Essays entitled Revolution and Revolution - Side B are open copyright and may be reproduced as often as one likes.