Looking from the darkness of my evergreens
I see the human race has moved beyond
this space to where destruction of the
wild and free is bound to their every
whim and every need.

Even in the people who say they hug
the trees I found they ride in what
do they call them, ah yes, SUV's; which
spews forth stuff to which no one
should ever have to breathe.

I am but a humble servant of this world
for the mother gave me life, but
there is little to naught that I can do
to save a world in which every
deed destroys the sacred seed.