POETRY
Mother Earth Is Speaking. Angry Rivers Are Killing Europe Now
Adapting to nature is all there is
Poetry is about emotion. And my soul is doubting between Grief and Anger all day long. My grief poem was yesterday. Today, I vent the anger. People are stupid beings! And arrogant experts make everything worse…
The lightworkers are saying the feminine energy is rising in the world. Awareness is rising. Well, where is this wisdom when we need it? I feel so lost and lonely right now! Why do none of our leaders see the light?
HELP!
Angry Rivers and Summer Floods
Our River Maas is an angry bird these days. Flying across countries, wreaking havoc where she comes.
Her voice is clear as a thundering waterfall, shouting the words of fatality.
“You, humans, are like ants in my mighty stream of consciousness.
You, humans, are engineering your way to the grave.
If you don’t learn to be flexible with my seasons and my rules you’re arrogantly stupid.
With one drop, I trample down dragons With one drop, I break down dykes With one drop, I wash away your stiff, strong, and sturdy concrete and asphalt.
Wake up, people, wake up! Adapt, or face the consequences!”
Mother Maas is shouting the message she whispered softly in our ears for years, and years, and years already.
Stop messing with me! Stop messing with my Mother! Stop messing with our flows!
Standing on the dyke, I feel her anger flow through me.
“Stand up,” she says, “Speak up!”
And I flow through space and time, telling and singing, explaining and bringing the wisdom known and forgotten.
Our Elders knew, but we don’t want to hear them. We think we can control all.
“Think again, my friends, think again,” she says. “If you kill me, you kill yourself.”
We are one!
My home is in Well, The Netherlands. ‘Well, the Source’. Never boring… A small village at the shores of the river Maas. She’s called Mother Maas in the local dialect. She’s running through our whole province and runs the show. But no one cares. Not really.
This week, she got angry. Or, to be precise, the clouds got angry first. They gave us loads of rain. Stayed in one place so long that the rivers overflowed. Germany, Belgium, and the Netherlands got flooded big time.
And now everybody is shouting that we should put more concrete. Higher dykes. Stronger dykes. And I’m just frustratedly shrugging at so much ignorance.
Global Warming, a decreasing difference of temperature between the poles and the equator, makes flooding the new normal. Concrete, asphalt, and other hardened, non-permeable surfaces, are the cause that water cannot flow into the soil. And degraded landscapes are the cause that the soil doesn’t hold the water, resulting in landslides and sinkholes.
There’s only one remedy.
Flexibility does it.
Adapting everything we create to planetary laws, does it.
The thing that lightened the damage a little, was our engineering project “Space for the River”. And I guess that’s why in the Netherlands we were better prepared and able to deal with it without fatalities for humans. Germany and Belgium were not so lucky.
We are one!
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© Désirée Driesenaar