If I take my leave of the green green wood

Home to Herne the Hunter and Robin Hood

Sunlight finding its way through the branches…magical

A living breathing ecosystem starting with the botanical

The symphony of nature provided by operatic birdsong

Natural balance perfecting, every creature does belong

 

If I take my leave of the green green wood

Would it cease to exist? I wonder if it could?

 

If I take my leave of the mountain top

Rising into the sky like it will never stop

The sunset transcending anything seen before

Reflected in the mirrored lake on the valley floor

Strongest winds attempting to dislodge me to a fall

High upon the mountain, sitting taking in it all

 

If I take my leave of the mountain top

Would it cease to exist? I wonder could it stop?

 

If I take my leave of the blue seashore

Small waves sometimes tranquil, other times a roar

The sun creating magically sparkling light all around

Unmistakable fragrance and the unmistakable sound

In a bay far from people, for once truly alone

The seabirds diving in and out of the white foam

 

If I take my leave of the blue seashore

Would it cease to exist? Can we be truly sure?

 

Did I create these natural places in my own minds eye?

Every tree, plant, animal, the sea, sun and even the sky?

If humans are unable to appreciate freely given beauty

Simply stand and gaze in awe at all of nature’s bounty

If we cannot look around, cherish all Earth has to give

Would WE cease to exist? Would we really wish to live?

 

Dean Fraser - The Quantum Poet (Taken from Travels With My Notebook & Pen)

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