The Earth Will Reclaim our Homes
Whether our homes are made of stones, wood, concrete or brick,
the mortar that binds our walls will never be strong enough
to keep nature out.
We are not prescient enough to anticipate every gap
that invites in the elements, and good that we’re not
or our homes would become mausoleums.
We ask for protection from the winds and rain,
scorching heat and fires, but nothing we build
can withstand the persistence of nature’s rhythms.
What has the greatest right to be here?
The trees, the mosquitoes hiding in damp corners,
the insects and bacteria proliferating in the soil,
or we humans who mistakenly believe we are in control?
Why are we so drawn to dilapidation and ruins?
Is it a return to the 19th century longing to experience
instead of regulate the vastness before us that shrinks daily,
filled up with buildings and roadways and artificial networks
that veil Fibonacci spirals and the secret workings of Mycorrhizae.
Let the trees in, I say. Let their greening rejuvenate me
and may they be a living roof for our planet.