Come sit awhile on this ridge I find dear
She calls to us all high above the unknown
To take the time to ponder our ways
Her call is for us is simple to give her an ear.
Look at what we have created through years of neglect
We have taken and taken to our hearts own desire
We have robbed, stole, pillaged and raped all she has
We have done so with little and far to often with no respect.
She has stood by and taken it for years
Of our indifference we have shown
Forgetting of the future of those we call our loves
As we continue to dump on their inheritance without fear.
Yet let her lash out with her fury and shown us her might
Through storms floods earthquake fire and disaster
We run and we scatter for she speaks loud and clear
Maybe oh maybe she has enough and started to fight.
Over the years I have watched what we have done
With little thought of tomorrow and the harm it may do
Or what it may bring and yet we continue
We take more of what we need yes it is us all and it is us we are the one.
Come sit with me high on this ridge
Away from the clutter we leave
Trash from our fast food, shopping and treasures
Entertain this thought of a land without bridge.
Where a world without garbage has not found its way
To a place so pure you can drink from a stream
Where the sky is so clear and the air sweet and pure
You utter the words knowing there is another day.
Listen to the wind whispering her claims
It carries the sound of its joy
High above we can sail to a land seen by few
This is the time to consider she speaks all our names.
Come to a land free of pollution
Far to the north we will travel
Where man has not yet left his mark
This may be a place where the nature teaches the solution.
© Rolly A. Chabot