Come and See

Come.

Closer.

Come; closer.

Cave into this command.

Comrade.

Come take a closer look.

At my browning brittle branches;

Come see how much of us can be broken and bulldozed,

Don’t bury your shame.

Come.

Shake my leaves for gathering,

Bask in their fall, crisp to heavy feet,

For you, Autumn; ought to be grateful, glad, Joyous.

For the shade of this mighty oak.

Come.

Outside.

Just a little closer.

See how my siblings are felled when no one is around; screaming.

They smack earth’s stomach, sighing.

To the rhythm of your breathing.

Unforgettably clinging to the same seasons - like you;

Committed to continuing this cyclical commotion of coming back.

As you birth; grandchild, uncle, niece, person.

We resurrect. We resume. We return.

For you.

Come and See.

History retells, we can find tenderness in bark walls.

We can build patchwork quilts in Ozone holes.

We can find value in thick dry hands,

Outnumbered by their doubles; accustomed to work.

Come, Closer,

See the chemistry between the planet and people.

See the passion between the eager and the humble.

We resurrect. We resume. We return.

For you.

Come Outside.

See what we do with our lung filled air.

We tie our knots across nations, we raise our flags in agreement,

The Earth will feel our cradle, we carve a circular economy.

We water a thirsty planet. We plant a hearty harvest.

Come and see; Our hotspot in a retrievable future.

We resurrect. We resume. We return.

For you.