The wind blew gently
through the whispering pines towering above.
The pasture grass smelled sweet,
and there were the rasps of the locusts
and the calls of the meadowlarks
and bees were darting in and out of blossoms.
I was dozing in the warm sun
against my horse, Gramps, who was also dozing,
and snuggled against both of us was my dog, Axel.
I was a contented part of the natural universe
and so were all the creatures there.
That was seven decades ago.
Today, if I were a young man,
I would wake up and reach for my smartphone.
My world would be the digital metaverse and
Nature would be an afterthought and, at best,
a source of food and natural resources.
My new snuggly friend could be a cute robot
who placed minimal demands on anything or anybody.
The meadowlarks long since have disappeared.
And the bees? They’re disappearing, too.
© 2021 Larry Kilham