Genesis Or Nemesis? Poem by DM W

We should be on good terms with the fragile green earth.
We should recognise Nature's inherent beauty.
Yet the rapt pursuit of ' progress' has seduced us.
Machinery is scattered across our world
Like coins or confetti. It is ubiquitous.
From deadly weapons of war to elaborate
Domestic gadgets, o we seem to endlessly
Pollute the pure pools of stillness and silence!
We lack a refined sense of the spiritual.
The secretive ways and truths of the holy Dove
Elude us, as we cling to the shadows of things.
We need to change our current narcissistic
Ways before the desperate days of fire and flood.
We need to forge bold, new symbols from the fragments
Of ancient schemes and their subtle words of wisdom.
We must be on good terms with this fragile green earth.