Life As Art: Who Speaks for the Trees?


“I speak for the trees for the trees have no tongues.” ~ Dr. Suess, The Lorax

Who speaks for the trees?

Who speaks for the wolf and her pups, the bear and her cubs? Who speaks for the red rocks at Bear’s Ears or the gleaming wild horses in Canyon de Chelly?

Who speaks for the fish choking on coal ash and the babies in Flint, MI with lead poisoning? Who speaks for the wild buffalo and the magpie and the laurel?

Who testifies and bears witness to the sunrise over Haleakala?

Who will save the dolphins and the whales, the gulls and the turtles now bathing in a thick soup of radiation from Fukushima?

Who dares to use his or her voice to stop the killing of the world?

What have we done?

What have we done?

The bears and wolves are our brethren.

The coyote sings to the wildness in our own hearts.

The crescent moon, with Venus floating like a teardrop under it, is there to remind us that there is no Planet B.

If we flush our toilets into our water supply, what will we drink to quench our thirst?

If we treat the earth like a sewer, what does that say about how we feel about ourselves?

Nothing good, my dears. Nothing good.

If we bring the planet to the brink of death, we are parasites she will flick off like flies on a dung pile.

This world will save itself from us, mark my words.

If we don’t save ourselves from our willful blindness and love for money, this world will take us out.

Money cannot feed you or slake your thirst if the planet is dead. Money cannot rock your babies and keep their tummies full if there is nothing to be had in the farm fields or stores.

This living being – the earth – was not given to us.

It was loaned to us by our children and grandchildren.

We don’t own this world.

We are part of all of it.

There is no way for us to exist without that interwoven web of connection.

Speak up. Even if your voice shakes.

Speak up.

If we don’t start to speak for the elephants, rhinos, giraffes, and stingrays, we will lose. If we don’t become the voices for rivers, creeks, waterways and all of our beleaguered oceans – instead of continuing to dump debris and radiation and garbage floats and plastic bits into them – there will be no stopping our own annihilation.

Killing the world is not progress.

Killing the world kills us.

Wake up and speak.


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