Extinction

A dance of flowers in the breeze
As bees race in the field and birds partition within trees.
Water that will not be contained sneaks out carefully in a stream
And days go on as Nature orchestrates a balancing feat -
An order, a chaos, a plan, a mysterious scene serene.
                ~
What has caused us to abandon our cradles?
Fortressing ourselves within concrete and feats of refined oil,
Of clocks, bills, glass and thousand mile rails and cables?

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