Fallen Brother

A noble, majestic tree falls
as I watch, horrified and sickened.

This sacrifice of something
deemed less important,
than the desires of men.
This continuing rape
of mother earth
by those too ignorant and
too stupid to understand!

They see only the value of the flesh of each tree
they do not see the brotherhood,
the Source essence of God found in each tree,
and found in them as well.

Silently I mourn for my fallen brother,
for the cutting down of one more thing of beauty,
for the wanton destruction of my home.
This image is forever etched in my memory.

What do they plan to do,
when the last tree falls?