My daughter celebrates Earth day today by going to a conservation area. This poem is very appropriate and was written after I saw someone throw the drink container on the ground as they were walking. I think some of our picture of taking care of the earth is intertwined with the picture we have of ourselves in this world. Unless we address the first we cannot fully explain the other.
The container
crashes to the ground.
Such a simple act
done with such violence.
Displaying I am not
loved,
I am not cared for
Who really cares?
Yet in this simple
act you see,
the violence we do
to creation
Where we don't
notice the ground we tread.
We accept that we
don't care for the earth.
And do rape the land
stripping it bare.
It doesn't matter,
someone else will take care.
But we are the
someone else,
we and our
children's, children's, children.
If we don't realize
the value of the love,
given to us and
poured out to make our lives
Comfortable, easily,
and freely given
We don't know the
love which is on the wind
Water, waves,
surrounding us saying
"Child you are
deeply loved"
Now can we feel that
love and give it back
Embracing Earth and
picking up the containers
We have bashed to
the ground
Showing our lack of
recognition
Of Mother in our
lives
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