Learning and evolving
Mergence of shadow
Disassociation of ego
***, ecology, spirituality
Check, check, check
Why am I still broken?
We only have one Earth,
So why don't we live and act like it?
Why do we go on
Wasting non-renewable resources?
Why do we keep on
Hunting and haunting wildlife?
Why do we continue
Chopping down the trees?
Why do we pretend
That there's another planet B?
We live in crochet
complicated webs interweaving with each other
beautiful and endlessly complex, drop one stitch and it all unravels
stop picking holes in it
we don't have the pattern to do another one!
The world is getting smaller
It's getting quicker too
But it's not getting any younger
A service is overdue
Larks don't need parks
They need ploughed fields and waving grain
If they are to remain
They soar and sing of joy unbound
But they are rarely found
Skylarks are becoming rare
Four men from the break of dawn
With axe, hacksaw and *****,
Back and forth swaying their head,
And with their mighty brawn
Were hacking down a giant factory
That took small space on earth
Nurtured by air, water, soil from its birth,
Finally it was razed with great victory.
It was a factory which gave oxygen
That could not be gauged by men.
It provided food and shelter
To many creatures without ever to falter.
Without asking for anyone's labour
To them it did unconditional favour.
After a few days came there many men
To build another giant factory again.
They with great vigour cleared the sod
Built a factory with bricks and iron rod.
It was a factory that took over large area,
Workers feared diseases in their trachea
For it ceaselessly vomited black smoke;
By its noise neighbours to their horror awoke.
to my icy silence
ripening from blue to green
each careful second
with the seasons of
in my diversity
bright, awake, transparent
my landscape with the gentle glow
of a lover’s touch
my convoluted stems
my thirsty roots
my fragile blooms
my weary soil
Do all this with bliss,
that I shall endure
and be made whole again,