Owed To Nature (Poem)

Birdsong drifts into my dream
The most perfect wake up call
Through my open window stream
Simple notes that rise and fall.

Nature’s marvellous music
Is the symphony of life
Echoes from a Jurassic
World with long extinct wildlife.

As dreamy dew drops glisten
On pink camellia flowers
I breathe deeply and listen
To the glorious sun showers

Precious precipitation,
Without which life can’t flourish.
These cloud bursts of hydration
Will soothe, caress and nourish.

Some things we take for granted,
Thinking they will never change
But they can be supplanted
By an imbalanced exchange.

If Nature and humankind
Are to coexist in peace
Then we must never be blind
To the toxins we release

I still fear a silent spring,
A future where no birds sing,
Where the honey bees’ buzzing
Is a long forgotten thing.

Where the air is thick with smog,
And the nights are bright as day,
Where an endangered hedgehog
Cannot seem to find its way.

Where the parched and lifeless soil,
Blows away beneath dead trees
And foolish funding of oil
Wiped out so many species.

The best time to plant a tree
Was some twenty years ago
The next best time, they tell me,
Is right now. For we must grow.

The best time to make a change
And protect Nature’s treasures
Is right now. Let’s not shortchange
The future with weak measures.

We owe Nature a great deal
A Green New Deal that unites
So that everyone can feel
Evergreen hope that excites!

By Ciara Muldoon
Co-founder of SearchScene.com, the charitable search engine that protects the planet and your privacy while you search the web.

Written 21st March 2021

This poem was inspired by Rachel Carson’s book, “Silent Spring” (1962).