NatureA Poem by Rogie-DodgeMan's penultimate folly was the creation of nature. Man's ultimate folly was the creation of self.Man's penultimate folly Was the creation of nature. Man's ultimate folly Was the creation of self. The distinction that we draw Between nature and man Is the only thing that is Truly artificial. We imagined ourselves As separate from nature, It was something to tame. Something to conquer. Something to subdue. Something to defeat. But we were battling A part of ourselves. The Earth bears many fruits; We are not different. Our towering skyscrapers Are just as natural As the delicate strength Of a spider's web Or the rustic beauty Of a robin's nest. Those who flee the cities To "get back to nature" Are just fooling themselves Because we are nature. You cannot run away From what you really are. What they're trying to do Is get back to themselves.
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8 Reviews Added on April 8, 2014 Last Updated on April 9, 2014 Tags: Philosophy, Life, Spirituality, Meaning, Identity, Nature, Man, Self, Oneness, Ecology AuthorRogie-DodgeNewcastle, NSW, AustraliaAboutJust me. Got some major issues to deal with. Geeky, Aspie, Techy, Cheeky. === I'll be going away in a month or two. Maybe for a number of years. I won't have access to internet for putting.. more..Writing
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