When Humans Wake Up, Nature Dies

The quiet of the night, is God’s whisper Its darkness is our soul’s mirror There is a renewed intimacy with the earth As the world rests with peaceful breathes Insects are hissing and the wind whistling As nature is quiet to hear us breathing The dogs are howling, the insects are chirping The cocks are crowing, as the day is lurking Then suddenly the night stops whispering The cocks crow more desperately Flashing and vibrations, as alarms buzz I hear the world, I hear the cars Their screeching tires and screaming sirens Rumbling heavy automobiles and trains Rebooted engines at smoking factories Pacey footsteps heading to their stores Burning and grinding nature to bareness Ringtones and beeps, continuously calling us With all of these sounds we lose awareness Of the land, water and air, holding us The sound of the world is nature’s cry When humans wake up, nature dies