SILENT SPRING

MOTHER NATURE SOUNDS FORECLOSURE

Winter's past - Spring should be here, But where is spring of yesteryear?
No V-line flocks of water birds, That lined the sky, can be heard,
Brittle leaves from last year's drought, Rattle past - confirming doubts,
Next season be a silent spring - No sights or sounds of birds on wing.

No butterflies that once were part, Of springtime's great performance art,
That decorated land and sky, Confirming spring would soon be nigh.
Our honey bees - their usual deeds, Silent, absent for foods need.
Starvation stalks both land and sea, This thing man caused, could this be?

Man's silence in their ivory towers, No sight of season's springtime flowers.
To cheer the empty soul of man, Or help the lifeless barren lands.
Will Creator make a plan, On breezes float to other lands,
To planets that may then sustain, A form of life of unknown name.

Is there yet a chance to save, The Good Earth that Creator gave?
Hearts and minds may lead the charge, To save the Earth as minds enlarge?
Yes, we could change our social ways, Still celebrate Thanksgiving Days.
Grateful for Creator's plan, And rise to honor Earth's gifts and span.