Unsustainable

Dear Earth Series/Kristen Lenea Ryberg

Mr. Pitt’s Pond 2021

I walked here.

There was an isthmus between the viaduct

to the left, a sounding creek

steps of viridian moss,

all around me

eternal gold recorded.

~

In space,

children study photos of earth.

I still remember

lying in meadows

transparent birdsong

in unbroken sky.

~

Giraffes, extinct

not enough savannahs

or tall trees;

A long list of species

gone.

Not much to sell in space,

most of life, reflective

~

how busy our lives were

in the be-fore world,

making, buying

working for things.

~

We now report healing

instead of destruction.

Forced to the cycles

of long re-birth.