Mother Earth and a Winter’s Snow
Oh, dear babe –
how cold the world is now!
Can you bother yourself to believe
that the sun once shone?
That water dripped from the clouds above?
The ground was a vibrant, lush greenery –
oh, how the dew-laden blades glided across my bare feet!
There was a Summer!
Spring and Fall were not to be forgotten either!
The earth was not as dull and drab as it is now.
And I blame the rotten karma –
Nature’s curse upon us all!
Her disdain for our ignorance has dimmed her once bountiful kingdom;
forevermore she cries in flakes of iciness.
A bitter abandonment -
a Winter’s season new to come upon us as we know not what to expect.
For what are these tender specks of milky tears
falling down in a death-like frost?
I hear her whisper;
I hear that echo pass along our trail as we travel in search of warmth and sun.
Shivers chance my flesh;
her saddened voice piercing me like this oncoming Winter’s breath –
and I stand in tune,
as if Mother Earth were speaking to of only myself,
and she bellows angrily –
And this wonder that first brought amazement,
disrupts our survival –
biting at us in an angry rush of harsh atonement for our insensitive obliviousness.
For Nature will not loosen its grip –
and forever are we entrapped
in her little snowglobe.