Grieving for the Lost
“By the rivers of Babylon, we sat and wept as we remembered Zion
and we hung our harps on the willows.” – Psalm 137
The new man of the techno-industrial complex has brought humanity
as well as every other creature on planet earth to a point of no return.
They have managed to pollute, within this one moment of evolutionary
time, the pristine environment that all life depends on to survive.
We weep remembering the breathable air, the pure waters, and the
sacred soil of our legendary past, even as we continue to isolate ourselves
further away from the life-sustaining principles of the natural order, and
mindlessly watch with indifference as death follows in our footsteps.
We hang our harps on the willows of our grief and remember the words
of a prophet, “I put before you life and death – choose life.” But we
have perversely chosen death, while all around us at this tragic moment
mother nature grieves for her beautiful life forms that are no more.