These crying eyes are a mirror
For humanity that’s surely lost her way
Wandering, trampling
Blind and fearful
Reactionary
Lost
Depleted.
She stumbled in to the woods
Paradise lost, now found
But in her haze, she saw snakes
Frightened, she began to chop away
The forest cried and bled that night
The next day some did burn
To clear way for the crops and bounty
Though it had been there, all before
The forest apples, red and ripe
Sap so sweet and nourishing
But now it’s all long-gone
Full of potatoes and man-made poison
It’s not apples that are the poison
Nor is it the female soul
It’s the haze of hate, destruction
That now pollutes and rules our world
Capitalism
Materialism
Religion
Realpolitik
All replaced
The compass, grace
Nature bestowed
On us
Humanity.
Has indeed.
Lost her way.
Gone astray.
But intuition
Love and light
They can all
Bring us home
Blow away
The destructive haze
Clear our eyes
To see blue sky
ElizaBeth Coira - The Home Grown Sojourner 
Lately I’ve been reading Friedrich Schiller (18th century German poet, philosopher & playwright whose statue stands watchful guard in the center of Stuttgart, Germany–where I currently live); John Muir (19th century Scottish-American environmental philosopher & naturalist responsible in so many ways for the establishment of US National Parks); and some of the amazing messages from Pope Francis on environmental & social responsibility. Reading these works is like talking to old friends, across time and space!
I wish I could share this story-poem I wrote a while back with these gentlemen; but since I can’t, I thought I’d share it with You today! May it take root, wherever friendship’s to be found 🙂
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