Nature can teaches us
So much if we take the time
To stop, look and listen to your heart
And what She is saying
At times, if we care to hear Her
We can do so many ways:
Protect Her where protection is needed
Replant trees where reforestation is urgent
Human progress should nature progress also
Do less mining with precautions
Government should care the aquifer
Strict enforcement of Air, Land and Water Act
Refill, reuse and recycle canned and plastic product
Don't throw garbage to nature
She is the source of life, of treasure, of beauty
Therefore, we owe her everything
Therefore, as form of gratitude
We'll love and protect Her till the end
We are in such a hurry at times
That nature predicament now is in danger
It's getting worsen, irreplaceable and irreparable
Damage conditions of our nature
Hope Leaders of the World awaken
Global warming is real
Nature is unleashing its fury everyday
People will realized it's not too late to heal Her
Yes, we live in an incredible World Of Nature
It's time true love for nature is exemplified
Let us reciprocate where reciprocation is due.
The rain before the industrial revolution, was part of the cycle, to maintain balance in nature. Now, it’s part of a frantic effort to dilute, and remove pollution, no longer able to find lost plants and trees. It now falls with increased frequency,without purpose on concrete and asphalt, barren rainforest lands, stripped to grow cash crops, to satisfy junkies fixes. One can only hope, psychedelic mushrooms, in vogue by the trend setting actors of La La land, replace poppies, and hemp, taking up less land. The oxygen engine, of the earth, can be restored to full capacity, by replacing trees once lost,without a second thought. Reforestation hopefully becoming an accepted priority, funded in addition to defense budgets, and pork. Then Mother Nature could chill, low and high pressure systems again producing needed rain, not the damage left in the wake of tornadoes, microbursts,hurricanes, and typhoons. The time to heal the earth, can’t be infinite. Like the lifespan of all who walk, it has a beginning and an end, if signs are continued to be ignored, and our greatest resources, lives and dollars, stay focused and remain on winning and justifying war.
A forest dark within the soul.
Can hide the truth and take it's toll.
And keep the light from getting in.
Then make you feel you'll never win.
But then one day a fire's lit.
That makes more room for things to fit.
And as the light begins to shine.
An inner voice say's it is fine.
There's only one thing left to do.
To find that one path that is true.
That lead's you to your destiny.
Of faith and love you now can see.
Believing in your silent muse.
Who helps you when you need to choose.
Can soothe your soul and keep you warm.
Then joyousness becomes the norm.
Which is the truest measure of a life,
the leaf's annual departure
into Earth's compost pile?
Or the tree's root system
of timeless regenerational reforestation
slow-growing interdependent organic species?
Yes.
Both short-flowered leaf and root flowing systemic,
Left-patriarchal
with Right-matriarchal.
Down in Haiti
Far from the dream
Way on back
From the vacation scene
Lives the people
Trapped in a life
Poverty, sadness
Toil and strife
Children weeping
From worm infested,
Swollen, malnourished
Starving little bellies
What would Golden
Flower think of today
The country she loved
Destroyed in such a way
(Missionary from Haiti came to visit our church yesterday. With his visit and
talk, I see solutions to problems in an instant. Something to treat the water
before the people use it, reforestation, wells in places that need them, and
proper out door facilities for areas that don't have them. Money, work, and
time is needed to carry these projects out .)