About the trees, the flowers, and the seas?
Not just to use and plunder
Thinking we are so much more than these?
Did you ever wander
Through the forest of many creatures rife?
Did you stop to ponder
In the night, what animal builds his life?
Did you ever ponder
The living, the breathing of everything around,
The flutter of feathered wings, the sacred honor
Of crunching leaves of scarlet scattered on the ground?
Do you ever wonder
What the sleeping dog dreams?
Is he chasing squirrels in a field over yonder?
Or romping through crystal clear streams?
Does the elephant love her child
Stolen from her care?
Chained and defiled
She mourns her loss with a tear.
Did you ever wonder
Why humans feel superior?
Stripping lands and torturing under
The belief that all else is inferior.
Do you feel the need to plunder?
Destroying forests to supply
The cities of man; we tear asunder,
Building skyscrapers to pierce the sky?
Do we worship the ability to destroy?
We speak of intelligence;
It’s just a clever ploy
To justify our negligence and squander Earth’s inheritance.
Why do we build a pedestal, and climb into the seat,
Claiming we have a soul, and other beasts do not?
Privy to the secrets of an afterlife replete
In rewards for destruction with their blood we bought?
Do we ever wonder
Why we’re comfortable with our thoughts
Of eternal days unnumbered
While they turn to dust in their plots?
Did we ever consider
We are one and the same?
Just another creature’s frame?
Born of the earth,
Siblings of the land
With no separate worth;
No destiny is planned.
Did you ever wonder
If it’s time to transcend?
Wake up from this slumber
And begin to comprehend?
We are all a part of another
So end the devastation, and instead defend
Those at our hands who suffer
And begin to make amends.
—Christina Knowles (2015)
I have had several dogs that seem to dream and it is so much fun to watch their feet move as they sleep, it doesn’t happen all the time but often enough. They may be chasing something, who knows. Once in awhile one would let out a snort of happiness, maybe he caught his quarry!
All my dogs have dreamed. I always wonder what goes on in their heads!