The Emotions of Plants

There seems to be no limit to their arrogance as they hurry scurry here and there causing damage where ever they go.
They have no roots to feel the pulse of the earth and hear its rumblings throughout the world.
They cannot see the quality of light and know the messages of the sky.
The wind cannot tell them tales of distant dramas because they don’t understand the language of smell.
They don’t feel the passion of the seasons or appreciate the symphonies of rain.
Life itself tastes dull to them and they disrespect its love.
If I had their limited emotions I would probably pity them.

“We’d like to fly like the birds till we realize we’d have to give up our hands.”
Dartwill Aquila