For Dverse MTB (2/10/25)
Björn here writing on the first real days of autumn, today I would like to challenge you a bit with the literary device of changing your perspective.
World View
The world turns in the sugar-plum sky
It nestles between stars and atoms
Right near the middle of the solar-system
It smiles as it feels the the people tickling its waters and digging its ground
All their tiny movements make its body vibrate
Busy, busy like worker ants they pass their days obliviously
Sometimes the movement makes the world feel strong, appreciated
Sometimes it feels like the people are gouging out its core
Whittling away its foundations for their pleasure alone
Not even considering if by doing so, the world may not be here –
Not today, maybe not tomorrow
But the world cannot speak, make the people change
It can only shine brightly as it always does
Hoping inside that the people who lodge on its mantle
Will one day learn to live on it without harm
To move along with it
And stop it being lost forever
The world never gives up hope on the creatures who visit it.
Thank you for visiting!