Canyons echo – we are the caretakers  – we are the caretakers.

But the gales in the canyons of our minds lead to breezy imaginings.

Canyons echoing with our unmade plans, leaving hushed jungles,

Deserted riverbeds of our wistful regret, because we left, let lives extinguish.

Because our inertia lets lives and lands erode.

No more abodes for many, unless; pressingly,

We implode backwards, into the slot canyons of our visionary hearts.

Pulsing with inspired purpose, love launching our missions until all this vanishing enters remission.

And with a lover’s gaze look, see clearly, that our emptying canyons for our worlds animals are not connecting to life.

Lets inspire african countries to paddle together to unite wilderness islands to sustain the elephant.

Or we forget we are one.

7 billion of our thoughts have edged out billions of species.

Hearts and nature living on the brink of extinction.

How much love is enough, how much protected land is enough?

How will we have a fierceness of spirit if the Grizzly’s no longer live here?

Here today/tonight, make connections, actionable commitments.

Commit here to unite the Grizzly’s home from Yukon to Yellowstone

On the bones of Harvey Locke’s environmentalist dreams.

For beating in our hearts, we know we are the caretakers so all can thrive not merely survive.

Lets float through canyons for innovative solutions.

Become pumped for knowledge about efficient biogeography.

Helping species survive needs to be our drive lessening the divide from,

Alive or Not.

Filling our canyons with concern, to learn, to heal their plight for their future to be bright;

People please pick your fight for peoples and countries to unite.

Like the enlightened leaders of Bhutan who plant 108,000 trees so you and I may breathe on the day that their a prince was born.

We are all royalty of this gift of breath of life.

We too can protect as Bhutan protects 50% of their land so the snow leopard can roam.

So you and I can dream of being pure white predators stalking the inertia of minds that walk away.

This is the way, today, awake and reverently to walk the the red carpet canyon floor to the door that keeps all hearts connected, to life.

We are the caretakers, the canyons echo.

We are the caretakers. ~ Alya April 2016