the millions en-masse are curiously here

Reading about the destruction I play back the memories of nature and linger in the shade of the eucalyptus trees. Their roots grip the inner earth and each branch and twig climbing up towards the light implies motion and movement. Change is a continual factor here on earth.

When I perceive ignorance I know I am in that place, between the two worlds, where the old and new overlap and co-mingle. I see the changes coming and destruction increasing in the realm of the endangered but also I see them slowly awakening, more and more of us looking out to distant shores where lights twinkle softly in the night.