We Must Give Back!
The silvered whisper of spring
Gives way but oh so slowly
To the dreaded march of Time.
Yet still the bright Sun beckons me
Outside to see her industry
For everywhere green shoots
Appear, by some strange magic.
Gifted to us, from where I cannot fathom!
Then I watch the draught from Heaven
Its music whistles through the trees
I see the branches gently sway
And hear the Waltzing breeze.
I’ve seen leafless branches dance before
Closed bud boughs that whip and whirl
But still spring dances her last Tango
Before allowing summer slowly to unfurl.
Then swaying hollyhocks take up the tune
Each and every flower dancing
Stretching upwards towards the Sun.
To a rhythm that shows their gentility.
They know they cannot be outdone
Despite their long stemmed fragility.
Swaying oh so gently to a zephyr wind
Protected as all things must surely be
By the goodness of kindly Mother Earth
In gentle accord with Beloved Nature.
And the Noonday Sun extends her warmth
So that we, Earth's subjects, too are warmed
By the generosity of their great bounty!
But will we give back what we take out?
Or will we thoughtlessly plunder
Her treasure, by giving not a care
To Mother Earth’s Beloved Nature?
There is grave peril if we fail to act.
If we toss aside all thought for her.
Then we are lost for all of time
For the Earth must be replenished!
We must give back what we take out
Or suffer consequences so terrible
Affronted Nature will turn against us
And Earth will exact a terrible revenge
On the thoughtless world she cherished!
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | March 16, 2012 - 11:17
Wise words, Moya, indeed.
And with those same words you paint a wonderful picture of spring. Alas though, when I look out of my window today, it all looks rather grey and drab, apart from a pair of pheasants who are 'going at it, hell for leather'...if you get my drift. For them, at least, spring has sprung, and some;-)
Tina;-)
blighters rock | March 16, 2012 - 11:43
I like this a lot, Denzella, but can't help thinking that nature, like God, has it covered. We aren't happy while our masters plunder and suck goodness out of earth because we are part of the plundering, every time we switch the heat on or drive to the shops to buy plastic-wrapped goods. We're part of the problem, and with that we pay dearly with our conscience, allowing little time for any real spiritual rest.
I think we're programmed to destroy ourselves as a race because we're all massive hypocrits. Watching the way we're going I can't see a way of prolonging our demise.
When I see politicians taking planes to melting ice-caps, no doubt signing contracts for oil-refineries and arms deals on the way, I realise that we have only one way out of it, which is to go back to pre-industrial life, which will never ever happen.
The green issue has been squeezed dry by businessmen and MPs and their solutions are probably more eco-unfriendly than before.
I went to Newhaven recently where an incinerator has been built. Everyone who works there is foreign because the English either don't want to work there or the business prefers to use contractless people who won't use the welfare system later on.
The dump takes all its stuff to the incinerator, including toxic paints and other products of XXX toxicity, pumping out almost colourless smoke to the masses. There's no real thought to the solutions made and it will surely end in our demise, and that was supposed to be a greener alternative.
jolono | March 20, 2012 - 17:40
Just a poor east end boy, too deep for me to even try to understand!
However, liked it a lot, nature, creation, sun, even the hollyhocks.
Nice one Moya.
Denzella | March 20, 2012 - 17:48
Hello blighters rock,
Thank you for reading and commenting on my poem.
I'm not much of a poet but I like to think I'm getting better.
However, I do so agree with what you say, we are part of the problem and I fear will never be part of the solution, if such a thing is ever likely to be possible. That said I do think there are some things that irritate more than others such as putting a cucumber with a perfectly good skin into a plastic skin. Bananas too don't need to be put in plastic. But my absolute pet hate and I think it is done deliberately is putting carrots in a plastic bag and then saying they must be stored in fridge which causes condensation and so makes the carrots rot. I try to buy and keep as many of my vegetables unwrapped...they last longer!
Thanks once again for the read and for commenting.
Moya
Denzella | March 20, 2012 - 17:53
Hello Tina,
Thank you for reading and commenting on my poem. I'm sorry not to have responded sooner but I have been away.
Thank you for your kind words about painting 'a wonderful picture of spring.' Not in your league but I do think I am getting a bit better. Well, I shall keep taking the tablets till I see some improvement, anyhow!
Thanks once again,
Moya