Throughout human history man has battled nature to survive and thrive on this earth. Modern man ultimately learned to harness the forces of nature and put them to work in the service of mankind. But all along, man’s ability to gain dominion over nature exceeded his understanding of his place in the natural world. Unless mankind learns to live in greater harmony with nature there will inevitably come a time when the world can no longer meet man’s physical needs, let alone those essential spiritual needs met by the natural beauty – the shear majesty -- of our remarkable planet.
Saturday, May 28, 2016
Sunday, May 22, 2016
The Mists
There were
In the forest
In the twilight
Mists
Curling like snakes
Along the damp ground
And up and through the gnarled limbs
Of ancient Oaks
The mist
Wraps around my neck
As I gaze up through the leaves
Through the mists
Curling up into the starless sky
I try to scream
But the mists fill my open mouth
Choking me
Choking me
And so I lie here silently screaming
While ghosts in white
Curl like snakes
Around me
Whispering
About white matter
And centimeters
And incisions
The sky above me is bright with stars
Blindingly painfully bright
Painfully
I squeeze my eyes shut
But the pain comes still
Just behind the eyes
Here
In the twilight
In the mists
Curling like snakes
Along the damp ground
And up and through the gnarled limbs
Of ancient Oaks
Under which I lie
Shrouded in mist
Sunday, May 15, 2016
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