Elucidating Questions

How to explain to the sun that you still love it when you hide in the shade of a tree.

A shadow is the proof that you stopped sunlight from reaching the earth.

Stepping into summer before the solstice, the earth should not be ahead of the sun.

When she spins out of balance with the rest of the orbs they scream,

And what planet would welcome with open arms a people who consume and don’t give back?

What person takes everything from their mother until she has nothing but sickness left?

We give thanks for people, and beings, and things with visible life,

While forgetting the reason we are alive, is because we were perched on the branch of a tree in the sky, whose leafs fed us, sheltered us, kept us dry when the skies opened up.

And gave us the rain that falls, the water we drink.

Selfless love is far closer than you think, for be it an accident of the chaos or a piece of the cosmos,

You landed on a garden with everything you ever needed.

And the light that burns from the centre is perfect, perfect in every way. Someday we will know the odds, but from then and from today,

Acknowledge the luck of happening here, even when the rain is falling, because of what those who did before us made.

We could choose to stand, to stop disregarding, to stop thinking

When will this affect me?

Will it affect you when you are affected, or will you reach out and see it affects people every day?

People who give and people who love, people who want to fly, but cannot, people who tried and were stopped in their tracks,

People are affected.

Affected by the earth’s fever, the blur and the haze, affected by the people who would leave her like that.

Your mother has a fever, do you tell her to sweat it out and wait? Or do you love her, and try to make it better?

All the times she sat by you as you burned, and wanted you better, wanted you not to hurt.

She gave us the materials to make the medicine to make us better, she gave us the comfort foods we eat to feel too, she gave us everything we have.

So,

Be it luck of the draw or an existence that must be regarded and saved,

Don’t discard the one thing we all have in common, never forget you have her, or you truly will be blind.