Life and Soul

Tsunami

Earthquake, they say, far off out to sea

Causing a tsunami of 22 meters, well above the trees

Came crashing to land at 6 in the morning

Unaware, asleep, the destruction dawning

With the power so strong ripping through the land

Few of the beach huts stood a chance

Taken away along with there inhabitants

Piled up in a heap where the wave subsided

Or pulled out to sea as the waters returned

3000 missing lost in the chaos, just Thailand alone

Destructive power of nature, quiet, no malice

As the waters receded and the damage shown

Full extent of the disaster, sinks in, known

Paradise ripped apart

As fragile as eggshells being trod on from above

Frequency of natural destructive events raising higher and higher

Will climb to the point of resonant frequency

When events will jump to natures tune, harmony sought

Balance restored, right conditions for a new start

Fair chance given to all that lives

T take back from man what he thinks he controls

Re-learn respect for what a man a nature can give

Understanding of the laws of interdependency

Don’t be ignorant as to the effect, interplay connects, dis-connects

Upset the balance, strain and stress will show & grow

Pressure blocked can only grow & grow.

The high release of force, energy of tension build up

The results of which we are witnessing now

India, Shi Lanka, Thailand, Malaysia, Indonesia

To name but a few, 50,000 – 100,000 missing untrue

As I sit hear counting my chickens

I hear on the news fear of more quakes, more waves

As fault line moves, regrooved after disturbance

Ripple effect sent out energy on the move

First one, they say measured 9 on the Rikkta scale

Showing our lives to be fragile and frail

Take stock of what you have got

So easy to loose, before you see, the joy in your lot

Stop your wanting for something else, something more

Be happy in living, be all that you are

If yo have ; give, if not, be happy to receive

No intention to deceive

Personally I feel the human race has lost the plot

Only the few not caught, lost in the rot

Not enough to tip the sway, to make a change today

Gone is our chance to take the middle path

So here comes nature with all her wroth