Privileged Nature

Beneath the age old trees
the ones who have seen many a human lifetimes
battling centuries
from foraging animals to hunters extreme
there must have been a time once
a time of Trees
tall, wide and generous
the sky above speckled green
with heavy foliage,
there must have been an age revered
nature far outweighing industries and machine-made.
There must have been a time once
when sitting under a tree tall
with leaves swaying in the wind
the blue sky peeking
one must have known in nature he dwelled
but now concrete floors wrap around
as if privileging nature by letting it grow
through crevice and crakes
suddenly a rare relic of days long gone
slowly dwindling into history old.
Trees no more
simply pieces for aesthetic and decor.


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