Generosity of Gaia

The elm next door drops confetti in october

Perfect green circles

Pods pouring promise

Of new life

Thousands of them 

Blow ‘round the neighborhood

Generous Mama Nature

Ever envisioning a world

Completely covered in green 

Growing gourgeousness

She plans accordingly

Lobster eggs by the millions

Human eggs by the thousands

‘Though we two-leggeds try 

To thwart her at ever turn, in every city

Paving over fields and concretizing

Our will over Hers with bridges,

Buildings and butt-ugly parking lots,

She persists and perseveres with

Her Project and Progeny

Every blade of grass coming 

Through the cracks - a triumph

Over our denseness

I cannot blame corporate asses

For the thoughtless squelching

Of Gaia’s divine plan

Nor is it the ASS-FAULT (asphalt)

It is I who have allowed it;

Not stopped it from the Git-Go

My heroes - Chief Seattle among them

Warned that Man’s heart, away

From the softening influence

Of The Mother becomes hard

Victor Schauberger, the Austrian forester

Knew the vitality of the Water Course Way

Flying over our US of A in 1930 

He welled-up with tears

Shaking his head, 

He pronounced us a doomed country

For we had the audacity to

Straighten the rivers and 

Dam them up

It’s the wildness that keeps the balance

It’s the wildness that will redeem us

It’s the wildness to which we must return

Embracing wildness is our salvation. 

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