“I leave behind even my walking stick. My knife is in my pocket, but that I have forgot. I bring no car, no cell phone, no computer, no camera, no CD player, no fax, no TV, not even a book. I go into the woods. I sit on a log provided at no cost. It is the earth I’ve come to, the earth itself, sadly abused by the stupidity only humans are capable of but, as ever, itself. Free. A bargain! Get it while it lasts.”
We have been cruel to our Mother
Not all of us,
But as a species
We spoil her precious gifts
We plunder her riches.
Will we outgrow our childish disrespect
Before we destroy her?
Will she be able to forgive us?
Mother nature is huge and diverse,
Like the human race.
Will we learn to live in peace?
Or will we destroy our home
Leaving earth to rats and roaches?
The possibilities abound.
Some of her wounds are so deep,
I fear despair will overtake me.
But some work to save her.
Some wounds are healing.
Parts of her remain intact and glorious.
She has a great capacity for healing.
If enough of us work for that healing,
Our Mother may Forgive us.
This post was inspired by Harlon at A Patient Voice:
August 12, 2015 at 1:14 pm
This brings a tear to my eyes, JoAnne! I think of the Colorado River being contaminated and turned orange and I can’t believe the media isn’t covering it more than it is! So much destruction…so much pain. Thank you for this beautiful post…and gentle reminder ❤
August 12, 2015 at 4:06 pm
It’s a sad situation, but there is still hope, I believe. Thank you, Lorrie, for caring so much, and for calling attention to the Colorado.
August 12, 2015 at 4:04 pm
moving post, lorrie!
as we touch the earth
she passes no judgment
accepts all, whether immaculate or defiled
all karmas are forgiven.
she, herself will rejuvinate
in 10 million years
if not sooner 🙂
August 12, 2015 at 4:05 pm
meant to thank you, JoAnne!
August 12, 2015 at 4:13 pm
You are welcome, David. It’s great to see those little pockets of rejuvenation, but we do have a long way to go in helping her.
August 12, 2015 at 6:03 pm
Lovely, powerful and genuinely evocative or hopefully provocative. I think both are good. Peace, Harlon
August 13, 2015 at 1:05 am
Thank you for the affirmation, and the inspiration, Harlon. Peace to you.
August 12, 2015 at 8:26 pm
Many of us are working at healing. I am finally able to muster hope that meaningful changes are going to be made to help the earth survive.
August 13, 2015 at 1:12 am
Yes, we are, Joanne. Whether by political action, writing, speaking, recycling, composting. etc. or all of the above, we help healing and hope continue. Hope brings more hope! Thank you, Joanne, for doing your part, and then some.
August 13, 2015 at 12:25 pm
And thank you – for all you do!
August 24, 2015 at 4:01 am
August 13, 2015 at 6:23 am
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August 14, 2015 at 2:15 am
August 14, 2015 at 2:32 pm
This is great.
I love Berry too!
August 14, 2015 at 8:21 pm
Thanks, Jay! 🙂
August 17, 2015 at 12:15 am
Sometimes the writings of Wendell Berry make me feel like I want to swoon, but in a spiritual way, striking a chord in me that says: Yes, that’s it! Some of Mary Oliver’s work does this too. And then there’s Anne Lamott. But that’s more of a snort than a swoon.
August 23, 2015 at 3:39 am
Powerful piece. If we can all remember that we are connected and stop trying to do be the individual heroes…too many people on the right track but not the same page…
August 24, 2015 at 4:03 am
Hmmm. Some sort of unifying coalition? Thank you for the affirming feedback.