That upright tree, in all full glory,
resplendent ... is Palace! And the tree
stump, over yonder (yes, there are many
more of them now, here in Clearlake),
deformed and protuberant – why that's
our husk. When an ancient oak tree is
felled, so in a spiritual sense, are we all!
As a few greedy developer/Destroyers make
their fortunes here and there, taking away from
us all, leaving devastation in their wake,
robbing us of the surrounding beauty, we are,
quite literally, rapidly losing ground.
In thinking, 'Perhaps we can still move somewhere
else in time' ... can another such special place
even be found, any more? Doubtful! By avoiding
struggle at all cost, and in placating with our
thought process, language, and communications,
we are become incapable of doing!
We've opted out, settled without being settlers,
not even bothering to fight for the very land
and freedom that our ancestors gave their lives
and homes for. We are modern fallen man with no
substance.
Help organize an ordinance against tree cutting!
Josephina LeFaye
Clearlake
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