A World Without Men, Amen
The trees and the clouds are just as beautiful as ever.
The mountains just as substantial.
The oceans as steady.
The stars are as bright
The birds, bunnies and bees carry on in the garden with blissful disregard for upheavals in the world of men.
This sense of self that man seems to possess with such abundance feels like it will be our undoing.
I love God’s world with unwavering passion but the moral constructs of the world of men are a frustration and a misery.
©2020 by Ilona Elliott