Here's a little poem I wrote while sitting in a little grove, admiring the Beauty of nature this week. The poem is happily accompanied by a few of my favorite nature shots of the Thai-Burma Border.
He gives up his water to quench her thirst
Asking for nothing in return, he trusts
That she will do the same for him
The earth generously raises flowers from her breast
The flower willingly sacrifices itself for the deer
The doe, seeing her master, the peaceful hunter
Lays down her life with humble delight
Shall the hunter forget the Peace which guided him?
Shall he, ignorant of the order of life
Then refuse to give back to his sister, the earth?
Or even his human brother?