These Pioneers sought to create
Deep in a South American jungle
Built from the powerful communion
Of sweat, love, hope and dreams
Utopia came to life
If for only a few fleeting moments
Now as my eyes
Behold these images
They never wanted
To become a memory
May we hold them ever
In the piety of our souls
As we seek our own
Healing and redemption.
[Editor’s note: Teri Buford O’Shea wrote this poem in 2011. It was published posthumously in March 2022. Her collection of poetry on the site appears here.}
Originally posted on March 7th, 2022.