Deniece Wildschut

Nature’s Cry


The light of eternity
saturates the darkness of ephemerality.
A gloomy vision appears before my eyes…
Nature in human form.
Carefully constructed by human hands,
that destroy and dominate,
chain, judge and suffocate.

Nature died a dreadful death,
a lifeless body remained.
Dominion widely celebrated:
‘Ruthless Nature restrained!’
Her fate, dreary and bleak,
apparantly mouldable, she became
submissive and weak, no longer the same.
A victim of this cruel game.

My hands catch her tears,
which gently mix with mine.
Our fate intertwined.

Shadows of the divine.

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