Our Fate - and the Natural World's - is Our Responsibility

 Our Fate - and the Natural World’s - is Our Responsibility

Through the leafless November trees,

Streaks of red and blue in the dawning sky.

A grand sunrise highlights the sleeping trees

And reminds us that, without them, we are nothing.

We need to protect these last wild places,

And the buck and doe that just hurried by.

We have their fate - and ours - in our hands.