The War Against Green

Some things can be heard and not seen.

Like a calling bird in a rough sea of green.

Everything around us is alive. 

Everything we see, hear and do can thrive.

I see the world as I live. I close my eyes and listen.

To all things I’ve heard before. And everything that is hidden.

I wonder what it would be like. Without monsters made of greed.

I wonder what it would be like. If the world was able to bleed.

– would it be in so much pain? That the rivers would struggle to flow.

Or would it be free of agony? Allowed to let things go. 

The truth is something we will never understand.

Constantly shifting like an hourglass of sand.

How long it will last is in the choices that we make.

Just a single snowflake and the mountain will break.