The moon looked out to a turning planet.
A swirling world at a turning point,
Riven and ravaged by mankind.
Climate raging unstoppable.
A human race falling
And failing, its vitality crushed.
The viral world, coughing and wheezing
Through depleted rainforest lungs.
The sadness of oceans,
Depths of blue that current wept
With the whitened wisps of clouds
Appeared as if timeless and unchanged.
But the moon noticed
And stared, a forlorn silent observer.
You've changed, said the moon.
Sharing my poem Moon Notes again, with an additional verse.
Photo: The moon hangs in a deep blue early evening sky in Worcester UK.
What would it notice today? Yes, a world with a climate on the verge of irreversible change, wanton destruction of rainforest. Spiralling populations, pollution.
But also a stillness. A world taking refuge indoors, fearful of coronavirus. A world under lockdown.
And the environment, the natural world, benefiting from the stillness of mankind, the lack of global air travel, a cessation of constant traffic, noise, pollution.
We will come through this crisis. But maybe, just maybe, we as a world community will change our behaviours to ensure our and future generations can enjoy this wonderful planet.
Stay safe, stay home. And condolences to every person affected by the loss of a loved one, a family member, a friend or colleague to coronavirus Covid19.
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