For Alban Eiler:
Do you not hear the approaching storm?
Do you not feel the hot, arid wind burning your cheek?
Do you not hear the cries of those who are suffering?
Do you not know what you have done?
Will you not stop the choking pollution?
Will you not end the pointless wars?
Will you not fight for justice and freedom?
Will you not learn to live as one with the Earth?
Not my happiest poem but it came to me complete during my meditation this morning and given that it is Alban Eiler and this blog is about green activism and magic it seems appropriate to share!