When I was a little girl, I loved for my grandfather to tell me stories about himself. No matter how tired he was, he never disappoints me. Every time he had the chance, he would captivate my heart with his stories. He would fill his tales with the minutest details, and they were always fascinating. My grandfather was an amazing man indeed. For he was no longer in this world, but his tale remains strongly in my heart. My most favourite stories were the ones when he talked about his childhood. Listening to grandfather’s childhood life, I can see that his life was filled with an abundance of blessings. Grandfather came from a poor family, but I have never heard him talk about regrets of poverty. His tale was often filled with the grace of blessings they received in their every day life. 

          I remembered when grandfather once said; “Back in the olden days, people rely on the giving of nature. Money was considered as one of the least important thing people need to worry about.” Grandfather said that whenever they were almost out of food, they would go to the sea to catch some fishes. If they needed meat, they would go to the jungle and hunt together. Their catch will then be equally distributed to one another. When the fruit season came by, all the youngsters would often be seen on trees as they enjoyed the delicate fruits. Grandfather said; if he was thirsty while playing, he would simply quench his thirst drinking water from the river. They were times when he went to the beach and came to see the birth of hundreds of turtles. Grandfather was amazed. He told me that we should always value nature as much as Mother Earth loves us.

            At such a young age, grandfather came to realise that he cares for nature as much as he cares for his family. Nature and humans are one. Mother Earth was indeed the true mother to mankind. I respect the people back then, they did everything together and was grateful with the nature’s gratitude. Grandfather’s stories proved that life back then was indeed great. 

          Grandfather left us twelve years ago. He left with the feeling of remorse to the things that is happening around the world. He always reminds me to take a good care of this world, and the world will do the same to humankind. I tried. I always did. But one’s action is nothing compared to thousand’s doing. The world of today is far much different than back to those times when my grandfather was a child. Today’s world is miserable. Each day, we’re inundated with stories about how the world is going to hell. Pollutions of all manner of atrocities is flung at us from all directions, and it’s enough to draw even the most light-hearted person into a pit of despair. 

          In this current world, Mother Earth is considered as an illusion. Money is seen as an essential value to everyone. Animals are being hunt down for their skin and fur. Tall buildings are swapping the forest that once became the habitat of each living. The once cleared ocean are now covered with plastics. Sometimes I thought I could clear my mind going to the beach, but all I could see are the pain that Mother Earth bears. The world we once honoured has become a world filled with hatred. If Mother Earth could express her feelings, she might ask herself; “Is this how ­life is?”. We, humans are the life in her. We were the life taken care by her. Came to think about it, perhaps we are a humiliation to the Earth. More like a parasite, eagerly sucking everything from the host; our Earth.

          There’s a revolution that needs to happen and it starts from inside each one of us. We need to wake up and fall in love with Earth. We’ve been homo sapiens for a long time. Now it’s time to become homo conscious. All civilisations are impermanent and must come to an end one day. But if we continue on our current course, there’s no doubt that our civilisation will be destroyed sooner than we think. Hence, a great way to counteract all that ugly is to be the change we want to see. None of us can change the entire world all by ourselves, but by making small amendments in our own lives and encouraging others to do the same, a snowball effect can affect the entire planet in time. 

          We need to realize that we humans are apart of Mother Nature, not a part of it. What we did today will affect us as a whole. We may not see it now, but we’re destroying the future. The path we choose has clear consequences, and the choice is ours. Our Mother Earth is in a critical state. We can opt to take unprecedented unified action to protect and restore our beloved Mother Earth, or we will witness the end of life as we know it for ourselves and our future generations.
 

I have love each of the living creatures sincerely,

Never have I place my hate to any one of them,

Because every day I always give my blessings to them.

 

I’ve been giving everything to the ones I loved,

I often did that, not once, not twice, but almost in every moments of my life.

Am I being dramatic? No, I’m not,

For this is just the reality of my life.

 

I remember the first time God gave me life,

I was created first among others,

I admit that initially, I do feel quite lonely,

And therefore, God gave life ­in Me.

 

When life first live in me, 

Life was great,

I love this life as much as God loves me,

For each of His creation awe me.

 

I was blessed with this blessing,

And hence I gave my blessings to this life.

I bore living things of all kinds, 

And thus, I felt like an alluring beauty among the other nine.

 

At the beginning of life, 

I was filled with vastness.

Every living breath gains fresh from my greatness,

Oh! this is the life I ever wanted.

 

Like a mother, I care for this life with affection,

Making sure that I dedicate my whole life to this motion.

Perhaps it’s true that my compassion is being taken for advantage,

For I took care of them, but I was taken for granted.

 

As time passed, life was no longer finest,

The soil once pure now nothing to harvest.

The sea once clean now full of scrappiness. 

Why am I no longer filled with happiness?

 

At times I would come to think… 

Is this how life is?

Why am I being treated like this?

Have I done wrong to receive any of this?

 

Maybe life became as such if we give them every kindness,

They called me Mother Earth but treated me with abruptness…

I wonder, will life continues treating me like this,

Because if they filled me with disgust then I’ll make them live in abhorrence. 

 

When life go beyond the limit, 

I began to show anger through earthquakes and volcanoes.

Man should understand and repent to what they have done,

Perhaps it is time to end man’s life? Before my life is ended by them…