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We Mourn

Each delicious breath, Every cooling drink. I salute your passing. Temperatures we enjoyed, your breezes stroked my skin, sunlight played softly, green fields waved salutations. I recognize your demise. Unfiltered sunlight on my face, the electric drone of insects, the melodious aviary song, the dance of sea lions, the taste of spring water, Gone in a generation. The doe greeted me on my trek to glacier-capped peaks. Rivers ran cerulean reflecting a perfect sky. I feel the loss. Gentle rain-soaked pastures with bouncing young sheep, gleeful in life’s celebration. Nature's bounty fed me. I long for your joy. We all do. You splashed riches around us. We met you with greed. Overconsumed and ignored, we changed you, we hurt you. We miss you. An angry you remained, not joyful, giving, or golden. still you, but thirsty, lonely, dark. Alone in your existence, your children died around you. You witnessed the deaths, the floods, the fires, the famines, the heat. You mourned with us. But we broke you, we killed you. Your evil twin remains, to punish us until a balance returns, that might save a dying planet.

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Date: 6/23/2024 5:40:00 PM
Fran, this is really a remarkable poem. I think it portends what we have done and what we will face in the near future. The way you characterize and personify nature reflects much insight. Making this a favorite! I think many will not understand what you've written since it's a tough message to take in. I am delighted to leave this comment.
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Fran Delaney-Barron
Date: 10/8/2024 10:41:00 AM
Thank you, Duke. Amanda Gorman said we should write the thing that we are afraid to say, so I've done that here. Not everyone will want to read this message, even my climate activist colleagues.

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