The other night while flying high across the cold black winter’s sky I saw a cluster of stars, they winked at me from afar. I was curious to see just why they winked when they saw me.
The tiny cluster of stars which were grouped together just south of Mars were celebrating with delight the shiny furnament of night.
The twinkling sparkling dancing light leapt from side to side across the night. I joined in and leapt and played and lazily from star to planet I flipped and swayed. Spinning through the universe the view from Rhea is diverse. Looking out into the distance I noticed a planet which looked so blue .
Such vibrant colours it promised me , I could not resist I had to go and see. As I grew near it was clear to see the blue, blue planet looked sad to me.
Gently reaching out I asked how all it sadness had come about. With all it worries on its shoulder it told me how its’ people had let it moulder they have worked it too hard and emptied it out and broken its back it was exhausted of that there is no doubt. I was grief stricken and could not understand how could this of come about.
They had broken a hole in its ozone and now it’s Sun was burning it’s land and shifting the seasons as famine and death walked hand in hand. Why would they do this to you I asked. Why would they repay you with grief , why condemn their planet to die.
Why do they not understand that what they have, had was a gift given from God’s own hand. How could they have laid this poor planet so low. It broke my heart but I needed to know. The answer is not a pretty one , greed, war and ignorance have strutted too long and now the resources of this planet are nearly all gone.
I awoke with a start but I instantly knew that what my dream was telling me was true. We are loosing our planet our mother earth we have used her and abused her and forgotten her worth. I really don’t know if it is too late . If it is the outcome is too fearful to contemplate.