The World is a Canvas...to Mother Nature
A response to Covid-19 and Climate Change
I should be taking selfies under a bridge in Venice for my Instagram.
The virus has the world as we know it.
Life is getting back to normal bit by bit,
but nothing is certain.
With a click of the finger, everything could vanish again.
The dolphins surfing past the marble roads
take my place.
I clapped for the key-workers every Thursday on my doorstep.
and for Mother Nature.
She can be cruel with her earthquakes and floods,
but gracious with her gardens
The world is a canvas to her.
We are born, then we die
…..and are reborn
The air feels clearer.
The town has more colour.
The plants presumed dead now blossom in full.
The streets once littered
with cans and bottles
on a Sunday morning with flying crisp packets
other than the occasional face-mask,
No matter where we are in the world,
the sky is still blue,
the grass is green,
and flowers come in all the colours of the rainbow.
I said goodbye to plastic straws and cups.
I said goodbye to everything,
but I know it won’t be for long.
If everyone plays their part,
our time on earth can be better for all of us.
I do my bit:
downgrading from four wheels to just two
or even none.
Being active whenever I can gives me the buzz of travelling
since holidays were cancelled.
Lockdown has shown how beautiful it is
how the world can heal itself
....if we help out.
I take selfies in my garden now,
after my online yoga class.
I’ll hashtag it,
maybe I won’t,
but I love my green fingers as it keeps me busy
………till my furlough is over.