Rebirth
Landslides, earthquakes, strip mining, deforestation, tornadoes, blizzards,
floods, volcanoes, hurricanes - some of these are man-made intervention -
recipes for disaster. Our planet is depleted and dying, we must find a new
home, Searching - searching - - - through endless space. After months we
see it - THERE - in the Milky Way Galaxy - third planet from the sun - virgin
wilderness with vast oceans, tropical forests teeming with life, we can
colonize here and thrive. We leave some colonists and move on searching,
but we leave runways in the earth to commemorate our passing and, perhaps
to find our way back again one day if the need arises. It is hoped these
colonists will learn from the past and honor the new planet so it may shelter
them for aeons to come.
Copyright © Jean Porter | Year Posted 2007
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