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WHAT MATTERS MOST By Sunanna Bhasin Blogger www.createtoenchant.wordpress.com
What matters most isn’t the money you generate, Nor is it the amount by which business appreciates. What matters most isn’t the big Cadillac you possess, Nor is it the extravagant fur coat in which you dress. What matters most is waking up to the sound of the birds, And falling sleep to the rhythm of the crickets. What matters most is feeling snowflakes on your skin, And watching the local farmer’s sheep graze in herds. What would it look like to see trees barren all year? Can you etch the memory of colourful foliage in your mind Or does it escape you as quick as the glaciers melt? And can you tell the seasons, or did they disappear? They say we have no control over natural disasters, That they do whatever it is they must do: That they destroy, displace, and demolish. Well then, are you not yourself one too? They are the ones, who ruin and wreak havoc, We are the ones who don’t. Blame is such a convenient excuse That keeps us from acting and never won’t. So, we must remember what matters most, Such as the life in the greens and blues of the waters. We mustn’t forget to cherish the life around us We mustn’t make such foreseeable errors. Because what matters most is waking up, And falling asleep. What matters most is feeling, And then acting, loving, living. GREEN
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