Tuesday, May 28, 2024

Eulogy for a Wheelbarrow

 






Eulogy for a Wheelbarrow


She sat, as always, in her natural beauty

With alluring gems and minerals to offer

A grand scene beyond a painter’s brush.

Her mountains caress the blue from the sky

And her playful winds send the galloping clouds.

While brooks and streams turn rivers into channels

Of life and more - flowing to the seas.


Then enterprise found Nature as a prize

Sitting to be taken and settled to mine

Away her wealth and her beauty for the sin

Of wealth beyond survival and for ambition.

Alas, they were careless and lost paradise,


Leaving strewn a wheelbarrow; abandoned dreams.

For the quest of beast and all nature – it is lost.






(Photo by Julie Munroe)









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