A Tear For Mother

A Tear For Mother

Mt. Baker Realm © Ken James McLeod

~ Alas mankind, open your eyes and give way to your beginnings, let nature touch your heart and soul, give way to it and wander with it. When you wander, feel the wind upon your face, the warmth touching your shoulders, smell the flagrance of nature's gift, and walk from time to time without your shoes.....feel the earth beneath your toes ~

In your walk,
listen to the sounds of nature:
do you hear the cry of the eagle or hawk,
do you hear the soft song of the quail,
do you hear the tree frog croaking from the brush,
do you hear the loon on the lake,
do you hear the pheasant cackle,
do you hear the grouse drumming,
do you hear the geese honking,
do you hear the coyote howling,
do you hear rivers talking,
the moss seeping,
and the gurgle of a little rill.

Become part of it......

All too often, greed and power overshadow the things in nature we should hold dear, and men and corporations zealously profit too much therefrom it with little or no regard to the long term consequences. And nobody realizes the real loss until it's too late.....the aesthetic value it holds for mankind.

Money has become the most important doctrine or objective.

If indeed, someday the air is too polluted and no longer clean to breathe, and the water not pure or fit to drink, as well as the land all in boundary and fences, I do not think I will need to wander here again. And my last act, will be to shed a tiny tear for Mother.......

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