TEARS OF THE FOREST
As I slowly walk in this warm-blooded,
vibrant, lush ,green forest.. fragrant with the
scents of cedar, pine,birch & a plethora of flowers all lovingly kissing me, I inhale the
pungent, pleasing scent of earth enfolding me in Mother Earth's loving embrace. All
that surrounds me pulsates and ripples with the melodious rhythms of life.
As I strip and stand contemplatively in
the midst of this unending beauty, my senses
pause, absorbing the exotic, erotic, beauty of it all. Hugging sister cedar tree I feel her
heartbeat bursting with rich, robust life! She is strong and happy! Gazing at her I see
her uncompromising strength, her magnificent size speaks to my soul telling me she has
stood sentinel here for many, many moons
Listening to all her voices, I hear my feathered
relations singing and nesting, bringing
new life forth from the safety of her luxuriant hair. Her sweet, gently spirit speaks to my
soul of spiritiaul freedom and honoring of the spirits. "Protect and treasure it" are the
words and feelings flowing into my soul
Breathing deeply of the acoustically scented
air, the sacred cedar's breath calms,
cleanses, blesses and bolsters my spirit, giving me clarity of thought and renews my
inner being. Contentment and connection flow within my spirit. All is walking in beauty
The harmony and tranquillity of this sacred,
honored place is suddenly shatteered by
the horrific, thoughtless intrusion of modern technology! An ominous sound echoes
throughout this sacred haven, a sound that promises death! a chainsaw! Big. Loud.
Deadly. It is here to keep its deviant promise Its mechanical teeth, honed to razor
sharpness glint in father suns brilliant light, flashing its message of death to all Mother's
children. The mechanical blood of this steel demon drips silently onto the ground below
polluting all it touches, finding yet another way to kill
The human force guiding this instrument
of death's construction tightens its ghastly
white grip and stands in front of my beloved and beautiful sister with grinning
anticipation. It cannot wait to destroy this Mothers child!
The sharpened chain teeth bite viciously,
mercilessly into her soft, yielding, tender flesh
I feel my spirit weep and shudder with anger, pain and disbelief as sister cedar calls out
to me in unendurable pain and agony, "why, Why do they do this to me?" She
shudders, cracks and stumbles as she sings her death song and dances her death dance.
She is falling, falling to Mother Earth below. Before she strikes the ground I weepingly
watch as her body slowly, painfully sheds the tears of the forest onto Mother Earth.
Cascading down as if in slow motion, they know the end is here. Gentle as a feather they
alight on the forest floor.
A final unforgiving crack, groan and thunderous
roar and my vibrant, beautiful sister
cedar lies on a soft bed of moss, silent. Still. Still. Blinded by my tears, I find my way to
her side and gently, lovingly stroke my fallen sister and feel her strong spirits fire fade.
Oh, sister, I feel your pain and muted sorrow! I only I could stop it, change this path!
The human creature again grasps the instrument
of death and destruction and gladly
walks on to its next condemened victim. And the next... the creature smiles maniacally,
finding in these mindless, needless deaths, perverse, sadistic joy
Sister cedar, I cry for your death and the
death of all the children you will never bear!
Barren sorrow crowds my spirit, darkens my soul! You have stood watch over these
majestic woods for centuries and now your wise, sweet voice is quelled. Forever,
How do I stop the many human creatures from
delivering deaths swift blows? Oh, I cry
dear, dear fallen sister, I , too, shed the tears of the forest onto Mother Earth. For you
and all Mother's children, whose lives all to the human creatures dealy white mission
"What can I do sweet sister?" I feel as
if my hands are chained, poverty, inaction
shackle my spirit. Beseechingly, I pray to the Grandfathers, Grandmothers and sister
cedar's spirit as the wind blows gently from the East. "Much" whispers east wind,