Ownership or Stewardship of Our Nature?

SUSTAIN-ABILITY IS THE REAL FREEDOM

 

How can you own the soil?
For it is broken down by leaf litter and animal remains,
Microorganisms release chemical bonds
and aerate it,
Gravity compresses it,
As natures gift of food for all,
For free.

How can you own water?
Filtered and transpired by plants and trees,
Transported by clouds,
A hydrological water wheel,
As natures gift of life to all life.

How can you control a land mass?
And call it a nation state,
When from space there are no lines of division,
Only partitions,
Of a minds invention.

How can you own the genome?
How can you modify it,
Experiment on it,
Not for advancing human knowledge.,
But advancing profits,
For genetics is nature’s blueprint,
Perfected up to a billion years,
Of trial and error,
A design imprinting balance and sustain-ability,
For this is the gift of harmony,
Given from a harvest of universal love,
A free for all,
Perfected in time and space,
And this my friend is the real grace,
That sustains all life in freedom.

For the body I live in was created
Not by me,
For I have come from nature,
In time and space,
And I know not why,
Yet I breathe automatically,
For free,
I think my thoughts automatically,
and I see worlds,
And when I live in truth,
These thoughts are natural and free,
The blood that circulates are the rivers and oceans,
The heart is the beat of life’s rhythm,
When I walk I am shown the variety,
That is not created by me,
It is gifted into the world,
It surrounds me as a garden,
And yes it is the Garden of Eden,
That recycles the system as a flow,
To give without limits is a natural world in freedom,
That orbits the sun and the planets without exception,
For we are star beings in a universe of possibility,
When we stop to look up and out of narrow beliefs,
That we are part of a cosmos that we cannot own,
For Carl Sagan sought to teach us to remember.

For it is a blessing to be alive in such a mystical place,
For this is the sacred space of the mystics,
The aboriginal dreaming,
A sacred ceremony that honours all life seen and unseen,
That dances in joyful expression as the gods of life,
That knows how to survive without greed,
That knows how to live in community without need,
That knows the pure happiness in a shooting star,
For the carpet of life extends beyond the borders of our minds.

When we are free from imagined distractions we will begin to see,
The truth in living a meaningful life truly sets us free,
In living simply,
So others can simply live,
It is not a deficit or returning to primitive etchings,
But in renewed richness and freedom,
A renewed paradigm in harmony with our true nature,
For life will no longer be after 9 to 5,
But sunrise to sunset,
Living in harmony with others as a true family,
For there are no strangers in this new life,
Learning the wisdom from the land that sings its secret song,
For love is the rhythm of our true nature,
That is not lived as a gap or a need for company,
Or constant conflict for many have become unwell,
It becomes a joyful ceremony where every moment is the central sun,
It shines illuminating freedom in each breath,
And health allows the body to live for 150 years,
Wealth is the wisdom that finds the real pearl is happiness,
And this is natures gift to you,
As the mother beckons you to return home on time.

Mohandas Gandhi

“Nobody can hurt me without my permission.”

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