On we go through this frozen landscape
I saw the sun be born this morning
In the short hours that follow
His gaze already blinds me
But I saw his orange weakness
Ice quickly spreading across the fields
Sheep graze full of doubt
And wish they had ice cream grass in mid July
Now the world is dripping
And the fox trail melts away.
Filled stomach full of mice cream
I see many people come and go
Talking about people subjects
No one wonders about falcon lookouts
Or talking trees…
Well why do I?
They say the multicultural society fails
This can be the start of the end of the world
We are far from being civilized
Rainforest know more roads to Rome
Their multicultural, or multispecific society
Should be an example for us all
Bu we destroy it
And I wonder how it can be
That Sun looks at it all
But cannot handle it
And moon hides her face in daylight
When Earths wounds are stinging in her eyes
Earths’ blood runs out
Age of trees is dwindling
Or am I short sighted?
As full bred ecologist
I am educated to see the downfall
Others stare in the abyss
During a midwinter night
To underline my words
The world disappears in mist
Escaping water hides the worlds damage
In the light of our rising God.