Awakening to the Red Road: An Ecopoetic Odyssey 'Part 3 of 6'
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Awakening to the Red Road: An Ecopoetic Odyssey 'Part 3 of 6'
Ecological Awareness
- Daniel Henry Rodgers
Nature’s secrets, though enduring, can be overshadowed by human noise. In the third part, “Ecological Awareness,” We face the tough truth of our environmental footprint. What we once thought was secure is now uncertain due to environmental issues.
Blessings,
Daniel Henry Rodgers
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III. Ecological Awareness
In this fragile eggshell
I will call life
for security's a mirage
I chase.
Existence is a gamble I take
a wild and
desperate gamble.
Not a problem –
to dissect, I say
but an eagle’s call
heard.
A life joy-filled
sorrow
I feel every single day.
When illness
descends a chilling hand on my
fevered brow.
We should huddle together,
a desperate "us" against the "now."
The wisdom of ages speaks to me
As shattering walls
we raised.
Instructing us,
we are one
in this dance of life
we've praised.
The desert wind’s secrets,
a language my heart recalls,
Ancestral teachings of strength,
guiding me through
the fall.
The saguaro
an massive oaken sentinel
standing and defying the sun's
harsh might
A testament showing
resilience,
a beacon slowly burning ever.
Rivers run dry and-
Forests crash and
crumble to ash
and yet somehow, somewhere
life finds a way to climb.
We are fleeting caretakers
who might inherit
this very precious space in time.
Our legacy, is
not just what we hold, but the
seeds we pick and choose to sow,
In the face of hardship, my
inner strength and mind
begins to grow.
From plastic choked
Blue oceans
skies
filled
smoke rising.
The wounds
we've inflicted
scratched
a burden
all must share.
The turtle trapped
in plastic
an albatross
feeding its
poisoned
brood.
A stark reflection
human actions
a story
all too crude.
Forests reduced
to embers
homes
turned to ash
and dust?
Yet, like the
saguaro's bloom
hope rises
from the earth's deep trust.
We must rise
mend
the broken
nurture
life back
to its core,
For even in
desert's heart
beauty finds
a way to explore.
From melting
ice caps
to bleached
coral,
the scars we've
carved are plain.
But in rooftop gardens
sprouting
in wetlands
reborn from
the rain.
We see a glimmer of
hope
a chance to
rewrite our fate.
By conserving
by reducing,
a planned collective act
not too late, never.
Each positive action
a single pebble
cast,
creating ripples
in the changing tides.
Together
we can heal
the planet in nature's
health confide.
We are stewards,
not just inheritors
of this
fragile
precious sphere.
Our legacy
not just what
is taken
it’s the future
we hold so dear.
In the heart
of the desert
resilience sings
low
A testament to nature's
strength
a fire
in our spirits' souls.
Let us rise like the
saguaro beaten with
scars,
yet reaching high.
Guardians of this wondrous Earth,
beneath the endless sky.
From the scars we've got to learn
what wisdom can we glean?
To heal the planet
rewrite our story
on sands
where dreams convene
flowing down the stream
Copyright © Daniel Henry Rodgers | Year Posted 2024
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