Sunday, 09 January 2022
The way the wind
sweeps the landscape
is not cruel and cold
but a caressing hand
watching, protecting
Nature is Earth's
lifeblood, like breath
is to mankind, essential
for survival, it shouldn't
be taken for granted
Sun, moon and the sea's
tides are its regulators,
its heartbeat that keeps
the Planet and its
inhabitants alive
Man needs to be kinder
to the land on which he
lives, to the air which he
breathes; think about the
generations which follow
How will they live if the
ecosystem has been destroyed?
They will not thank their
mothers and fathers, nor
their grandparents or their
Victorian ancestors who
were so keen on 'progress'
they started the Industrial
Revolution; they mined coal
to heat their homes and cook
They weren't the first; long
before folk could read and write
and records began, people polluted
their environment not knowing
any better, of course — back then
Felling trees to build homes and ships
seemed practical — back then
but the damage was done, the land's
natural biodiversity disrupted; a
legacy that has passed down the ages
to the world we live in today. It's hard
to contemplate what the future
holds, but to be sure we'll be
living with the consequences
of man's actions of centuries ago
© Carola Huttmann, 09 January 2022
