Gaia is Dying to Live
When we realise that loving ourselves saves the planet, then will we see the light. We are one with the planet, we are not separate. We are all worthy of love. Gaia is a living system designed as harmony that births all life. When we choose our true nature of harmony, then the planet harmonises with us and we with the planet.
GAIA IS DYING TO LIVE
My planet,
The blue jewel in the crown,
My Gaia,
The rose with the thorn,
For she is dying,
She is crying,
For her tears are in a drought of disbelief,
Her temperature is a fever in doubt,
As the levers of industry are relentlessly pushed and pulled,
In endless demands for supply,
In the race to the bottom.
The planet turns for another revolution,
She burns rainforests down in pre-emptive strikes,
Hurricanes, cyclones, earthquakes and tsunamis,
Are a silent protest of dis-ease,
As no-one seems to learn the climate has changed,
The ice caps are melting,
The gulf stream is not Saudi Air but serious undercurrents,
You cannot buy carbon credits as shifting the deck chairs on a sinking ship,
Our true nature decries real limits to material growth.
There can be no argument with reality.
The boat is sinking,
For where will humanity seek refugee status?
Listing back and forth,
Leaking, lurching and leaching,
Corals bleaching,
Ocean outfalls are cross currents against the flow,
Pollution an externality off balance sheets,
Internalized as toxins build up a new health industry of allergies,
Solutions a patent restriction,
Externalized by boffins burning the midnight oil with melting caps,
You cannot cap and trade,
Yet we are unable to see the self defeating toil,
As pattern making of faulty design builds in obsolescence,
A chaos theorem of feast to famine,
Requires a massive recall and re-run to reclaim our true humanity
on time.
For the sand that runs through the hour glass is now,
This is the line in the sand,
a demarcation point,
A tipping point,
A philosophical dividing line,
For each are asked – are you working for the common good?
Or to be common without rhyme or reason is the money motive?
For this is the season of our greatest discontent,
Only the truth will set us free to see,
Sanity lives outside insecurity,
And this is the purity of heart that leads by example,
It is a fine line,
Healing Gaia will be a galactic federation of light,
For this is the cosmic in-sight that is hidden,
Advancing a renewable humanity,
That will en-lighten the world
as the beginning of a golden age,
Where the rhyme was always the reason to live,
For the Age of Aquarius.