..or our future!
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
~ Joyce Kilmer
I am not interested in a discussion about faith here (we each believe as we do). I am not concerned with the merits of the poem (which I think is beautiful), or the author (whom I think was a gifted writer). I am concerned about the slash and burn mentality of those who are destroying not just beautiful trees, forests, wildlife and all that accompanies it, but also our future.
The Dalai Lama said once, “We” humans, would not go into our own homes and throw all of our household furniture we need everyday into a fire we would use only once, so why do we do this to the furnishings of our home – the planet Earth.
Without going all scientific, I will say that the ecological system for this planet is finely honed, everything relates to everything else. There is a connection, a very substantial connection and as humans interfere with the natural order of how the planet operates, the planet self corrects.
The ones most at danger are ourselves. A good thing to know as we hurry onward to “greater” civilization. The life style we have adopted is slowly tearing the fabric of our futures apart.
Mother earth is self correcting. We all know it at some level of awareness. We are very aware of the climate changes; of the geographic disturbances around the world (taking lives as it happens). It is what this planet does best after all.
These are good and important things to be aware of and changes to be made, as we can, each in our own way. We can make a difference, positive change adds up, always! Don’t you feel the planet’s pain? I do and if you don’t already, try and you will too! We are the guardians. Our responsibility! Ours!