I am a human, not a robot. A living person on this part of the world, where springtime is about to come. I am longing for the beautiful early evenings, the return of the songbirds, the cranes. The return of hope and life after pandemic.
Winter is about to leave its grip, letting the first snowdrops pop up from the ground.
I am, like so many others, longing for togetherness. Waking up, looking at the sun warming the earth.
Every little creature, from the ants to the wild bears, and every tree, is about to wake up to this new spring. In Sweden, in Finland, in Polen, in Ukraine, in Russia. Everywhere in Europe.
Light is coming back. Light that fills us up. Makes our bodies long for beeing in the nature, walking, or sitting on cafés again. Watch the children playing .
Discovering things. Every creature, from the newborne kitten to the foal alongside the mare. Grass getting green. Butterflies are dancing. The lakes open and reflecting blue skies. Like big eyes in the ground.
How we long for life!
Don´t we?
And there is that huge darkness hanging over us. A preparation to kill. Polluting. Destroying. Demonstrations of war.
Already polluting our minds, filling hearts with fear. Anger.
Shadowing the thirst for life and long to stay alive.
I can feel the shivering of mistrust, anger and feer, like waves.
Sabotaging.
I see faces turned to stone. Faces of the warmongers. Marionettes.
Let us all say NO. LET US SAY PEACE. FROM WITHIN.
Let us all say YES TO LIFE. YES TO EARTH. TO LIFE.
The problems for this planet is already more than enough.
If you think: Don´t be so naive – spare it.
- Tina Persson, Text and photo.
shared with permission by Tina
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