As long as there’s a life, there is a nature.
Abundant from its means – which nature brings –
It thought itself an almost godly creature;
Sang louder than that song which nature sings.
So, when the crow cried “can’t” to cast an omen
The creature called “I can!” and cursed it back.
Then, taunted by that cheek went nature’s foremen
From hell to serve it seven shades of black.
Through having tainted men all birds deceased.
The virtues men cherish take many shades;
With blackness overshadowed life increased
Whilst nature’s beasts lived life in retrograde.
If men prayed, ‘deliver us from nature,’
That creature would then smile down on its stage –
In its shadow live men with pious features
Reciting words it scribed upon their page.
As long as there’s a life, there is a nature.
Abundant from its means – which nature brings –
It thought itself an almost godly creature;
Destroyed itself through killing natural things.
A.C. Stark
Written circa November 2013
© Copyright of A.C. Stark
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Yes, we humans most often forget that we came last, not first. That this beautiful healthy place of nature was provided to hold, and to help, its most fragile creature of all. And that we, the most fragile of all creatures, often own the deepest of darkness within us. Fear is what fuels hatred and can only end in destruction.
Elizabeth
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“It thought itself an almost godly creature;
Destroyed itself through killing natural things.”
Dynamic!
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A powerful truth sparingly and elegantly written. Thank you/
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