For each day we wait in hope that tomorrow’s opportunities will present itself, we lose. For each opportunity that we pass on, we will live with regret. For tomorrow will be unlike today and you will never get today’s opportunities back again.
For each tree we cut down, we take with it the life that lives under it. The animals, the insects, the plants, the people…will leave with the tree. The air will immediately change around it. The space that it once inhabited will no longer be the same.
Trees are replenishable, but not the life that it gave while it was here. And for every tree that we replant, it takes a life time for that new tree to nurture the those possibilities back again.
With every forest that we clear cut, for every mountain top that we remove, for every ocean that we dump in, we destroy an possibility of the knowing what life was within it, what secrets it holds, what future it could have given, what answers it could have told.
We, the human race, move about with a sense of entitlement. But its the earth, as slow moving as it is, that is the one with all of the power. For it is giving, but it will also take away what is not appreciated. When we cut down a tree, the life it provides us leaves and does not return again. We can not nurture it back. We are but only Shepards.
