When We Are Gone

Image by Andreas Breitling from Pixabay

When We Are Gone

mother earth retains her

satisfaction

at our delayed departure

giant tigers and

dinosaur cars

roam the earth

ravens eavesdrop on the

plans of whales

it is her reward

for tolerating us

resisting our advances

three hundred thousand years

just a blink of her eye

a nuisance of dust

the rubbish of our judgment

finally extinguished

she is free again