Let us begin with wonder.
What would the sky say if it saw
what was happening on earth?
What would the animals say,
being manufactured, packaged,
their homes deforested into dirt?
What would the wind say if it brushed
a mansion after brushing a hut?
Would it whisper laments, or
brag of the mansion's worth?
Many voices lay unspoken
though they have much to say.
The key is knowing it takes one spark
for this illusion to break.
Dec 26, 2025
Dec 26, 2025 at 12:57 PM UTC
Let us begin with wonder.
What would the sky say if it saw
what was happening on earth?
What would the animals say,
being manufactured, packaged,
their homes deforested into dirt?
What would the wind say if it brushed
a mansion after brushing a hut?
Would it whisper laments, or
brag of the mansion's worth?
Many voices lay unspoken
though they have much to say.
The key is knowing it takes one spark
for this illusion to break.
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