Saturday, June 22, 2013
We stray again, every now and then
Mountains and rivers are grand and mysterious.
They are silent with humility and trust.
Gigantic power they hold underneath.
In winter and rains they stay sensitive.
They are not to be messed with, when we know what destruction they can unleash upon us.
But we men of lower intelligence do not learn.
But we men of unfathomable greed do not learn.
We alter the course of nature with our shortsighted vision.
Every now and then we stray.
We rape the innocence of nature.
We challenge the fury of the Goddess mother.
We cry with her, in our eyes we see the fear.
But we wait again till comes back the silence of nature.
We forget the past.
We stray again, every now and then.
We rape the innocence of nature.
We challenge the fury of the Goddess mother.
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You are right, Man will always stray. He knows the consequence but still the lure of money and power is so tempting to him that he is ready to toss the safety of generations and nature...
Very nice poem.
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