She is patience
Held within
Undulating, rock like skin
Millennia of movement
Slow, elliptical through space
See her slumber
See her spin
Parasites we
Feed without
We cry, we scream, we shout
Live our little lives on
Her beguiling, so calm face
As sun and moon
Dance slow about
She is vengeance
Slow awaking
Thunder skies and mountains shaking
Her deep heat arising
With ponderous, molten grace
All before us
Here forsaking
We are nothing
Fruits just spoiling
Pretenders to a greater calling
Live but a moment just
To vanish without trace
While in silence
Stars are falling
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
For mindlovemisery’s prompt Man Vs Nature at:
http://mindlovemisery.wordpress.com/2013/12/08/prompt-33-man-vs-nature/
So tragic and so true Helen, we are so disconnected from our actions and the consequences of those actions, we are used to immediate feedback. Sweden has a great system with trash and heating, because Sweden no longer has landfills they import trash I’d like to see ingenious ideas like that spread
Thanks – yes, it is sad that while we probably have the intelligence an concepts and technology to save the plant we keep on plundering it instead….
That is probably the saddest part that we could do something but we don’t
Lovely Helen and you have captured Man’s struggle to contain himself and his greed and destruction of the earth. Well done.
Thanks so much Michael!! 🙂 🙂
I often wonder what God feels inside when He watches us destroy His beautiful creation. Well done, Helen!! xxxxxx 🙂
Thanks Skye!! 🙂 🙂 xxx
not wanting to repeat but I cannot say anymore than I agree with all the comments so far Helen – the last stanza capturing the essence. Nice!
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂
I like the way this reads, especially the beginning. I also like the parasite idea. Cool. 🙂
Thanks Chris!! 🙂 🙂
You express our nothingness so well in the final verse. Yet we think of ourselves as gods, with the right to use and abuse the gifts Mother Earth so freely gives.
Thanks so ,much!! 🙂 🙂
I think everyone has said what I wanted to. So will keep it simple, tragically beautiful. Well done.
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂
At the end of a program on the Galapagos Islands I was watching this evening, one of the participants in efforts to record life there on land and in the deep sea said that the sadness is just as we (man) have the capabilities to really look and understand, we are loosing so much (nature) that we might have known and cherished.
Your poem captures that sense of wasted potential — very moving.
Thank you so much, that is very kind!! 🙂 🙂
Excellent tone! Love the mood you’ve created for/with this piece!
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂