Some day,
in the near- future
the luckiest man
will have head
in the foot
and foot in the head.
That’s the only way
he will ever
come closer
to the nature.
As by then,
the trees would be
as smaller as the grasses,
and the oceans would be
as taper as the dewdrops
; On the contrary as we are,
so our environment becomes.
This to me isn’t a prediction;
It is a fact of experience.
Look at the forests around you,
how miniature they have become.
Look at the lakes around you,
How slender they have become.
And if you ask me,
“What sort of relations,
would you favour
between man and nature?”
I would say,
I believe in the unity
of man, and of all that lives.
And if you ask me why,
I would say;
In the eyes of God,
his creatures are all equal.
As he has endowed both
–the human, and the nature,
with the same impartially
of perfection – man for nature,
and nature for man.
And if you ask me why,
I would say;
In the eyes of God,
his creatures are all equal.
If only everyone in His Creation thought like this, the world would be a much better place to live. I, too, mourn our severe losses in nature, and I'm glad I won't be around 50 -100 years from now when I believe this planet will truly be sadly desolate, barren, and forlorn.
In the eyes of God, men and nature are equal, because He created them.
You poem also make me think of the space station that men will be able to inhibit there in the future. The scenario of the plants and the tress of the nature might be closer to what you have described than we think.
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peace,
Carolyn
Elizabeth
Love Tinka
I would say;
In the eyes of God,
his creatures are all equal.
If only everyone in His Creation thought like this, the world would be a much better place to live. I, too, mourn our severe losses in nature, and I'm glad I won't be around 50 -100 years from now when I believe this planet will truly be sadly desolate, barren, and forlorn.
You poem also make me think of the space station that men will be able to inhibit there in the future. The scenario of the plants and the tress of the nature might be closer to what you have described than we think.
Love to you and the children,
Sandie Mau Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)