The Language of the Wise.

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Environmentalism is a major interest for many mylotters. My own interest ended up being the theme of a PhD thesis, and even some of my songwriting found its way into the Green realm. BEYOND RECALL CH. In the language of the wise it’s said the word for world was forest, A word that we don’t use much anymore. For a time of greed and blindness turned the forests into deserts, And the word for world has changed beyond recall. 1. Like a lover with his memories of joys from times gone by, Of the lush and gracious bounty of her lips and breasts and thighs, We recall the green and leafy panoply above our heads, And a universe of golds and greens and reds. 2. Or like an old man reminiscing on his youthful strength and pride, His muscles firm, his eyes so keen, and passion in his stride. But now he sees the speckled patches on his cracked and drying skin, Like a desert parched and arid from the wind. CH. In the language of the wise it’s said the word for world was forest, A word that we don’t use much anymore. For a time of greed and blindness turned the forests into deserts, And the word for world has changed beyond recall. 3. Mother Nature knows her business well, her cycles are ordained, And Brother Sun and Sister Moon go hand in hand with wind and rain In a dance that has its purpose, and its pattern to unfold, A pattern that our greed had bought and sold. CH. In the language of the wise it’s said the word for world was forest, A word that we don’t use much anymore. For a time of greed and blindness turned the forests into deserts, And the word for world has changed beyond recall. 4. I could talk about the ozone, and the salty water holes, But my sorrow at the passing of her beauty grieves my soul, And I see my children’s children like the ancient Bushman clans Scratching life from dirt and rocks and shifting sands. CH. In the language of the wise it’s said the word for world was forest, A word that we don’t use much anymore. For a time of greed and blindness turned the forests into deserts, And the word for world has changed beyond recall. The verse that sums it all up for me is verse 4 - and indeed, I feel sorry for my son's generation, and for his kids and grandkids. This is not a world I would willingly be born into. Lash