Scraping old stone
The giant redwoods are failing falling, no more giant steps, we have failed the magnificence of trees. We have let ourselves do this this massacre of all that be beauty, all that be dappled, all that we hold sublime in our mind. We are lost. Bedraggled fools servants of the machine, the algorhythm. We are no longer stewards of our blessed inheritance. Now we say " Go away. We own this space. This is our place." What arrogant errant stupidity. . Who can own the earth, the air, the sea? . Man's greed and avarice has no bounds. We are a curse upon the world.
Instead: we need to
step into love
slide into eternity.
nano steps will hardly reach
outside our own little lives
full blown life
blows us away from restrictions,
predictions contradictions .
We need to give our time to those trapped
by circumstance, by failed romance, by sadness at the world's catastrophe.
Instead of taking a walk, while spring flowers show their heads; too many of us stay inside, hide away, fail to live this unique and lonely love-lorn day.
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