Sent on
January 14, 2019
by
Andrew Senior
Send Your Own Message

Children of mine,

would there could be
world enough wide
enough with room
enough for your stars
to shine as mine

But there is not

That cannot now
be accomplished
ever possibly
never and not
in a hundred
lifetimes to come

The ark that is
humanity
is slipping bow
down to meet
the seas, stern screws
propelling air
rudder rudderless
to steer a course
away from here
the 3000 year
disaster ahead

All will be changed
I mind none of it:
radioactive
oceans, shrinking
lands, neither your
demise nor mine

except for this
that what was fierce
and terrible
a beauty born
of capturing
a cosmos –
itself grand too –
in a cosmos

a capture called
life might also
be lost because
of this of us
who couldn’t do
better than what
a universe
would deliver
to Earth’s doorstep
utterly destroyed

Share on:
 
Send Your Own Message

More Messages to the Future

 

Dear Kaydence,

I will keep trying Kaydence, I promise. And I hope we can look back together in 2050 and smile, knowing that our Earth is healthy once again.
 

Dear Tomorrow,

I will aim to lower my carbon footprint!
 

Queridas crianças do mundo inteiro,

Pedimos que vocês procurem fazer como nós e continuem essa luta de colaborar com nosso planeta: evitando o consumo exagerado, usando a tecnologia para o bem, plantando árvores, economizando água e poluindo menos.
 

To the Future Generations,

I look at my baby niece today. The newest member of our family, just 3 days old. What will be left for her and her grandchildren?

 

Dear Tomorrow,

I promise to put in a rain catcher tank.
 

Dear Levon,

I hope, as your father, I’ve done enough to instill within you how science is a wonderful adventure.
 

Dear Tomorrow,

I will stop using plastic and will plant trees. I will also not waste water and electricity.
 

Dear Tomorrow,

I promise to reach out to more people to ditch driving and consider using public transportation. I promise to convince Marin markets that sensible policies in density and mixed use planning will further enhance everyone’s quality of life.
 

Dear child,

The journey of humanity does not take us to Mars like the world now likes to believe. It takes us home to our true self where there is no separate self. Where we are all one. You know all this. Look after yourself my child, look after your brother, your friends, your children, all the animals and the whole planet. Love them like there is no tomorrow.
 

Dear Seamus and Tuva,

So it’s 2050. If the good people are winning the greater struggle, fossil fuels are a shamefully long chapter of the past, and there has been a full scale awakening to the need for only renewable, clean energy.
 

Dear Future Grandchildren,

I hope I can look you in the eye and tell you I honestly did everything I could to protect our planet.
 

Dear fellow human,

May my tomorrow include more attention to these details so that you know that I do care.
View All Messages

Send Your Own Message