Helpless
Despite the arrogance and bluster of man,
When Gaia shakes her mantle
We are helpless.
When fame and wealth count for little
And power is brought down,
We are at the mercy
Of nature’s whim.
We’ve ripped her, torn her and burnt her,
We’ve plundered, slain and scorned her,
But when she stirs,
To shake loose the parasites
That cause the irritation,
We are helpless
And our power counts for nothing.
Beware! The planet lives
And we are but microbes on its skin.
Beware!! She prepares the antibiotic
That will bring our onslaught
To an end.
For she is not helpless!
Opher – 12.4.2020
It feels like Gaia is stirring, sending out a warning. Mother Nature will not be ignored. She is slow to act but when she does it is decisive.
Perhaps the disastrous reign of man is nearing its end?
Perhaps nature has decided we are too destructive, too stupid and too slow to realise the damage we are doing.
Gaia is stirring.
Take heed. Next time she will finish the job.