Landscape

How is it possible,
That anyone blessed with life to live...
And not be aware,
Of the panoramic landscape...
Surrounding all inhabiting it.
To remain limited in vision.
Focused upon themselves.
As if nothing else,
But just their own concerns exist.
With this then to ask of others,
What in the World is going on these days.
Expecting answers.
Without using a consciousness.
Blessed by all to receive and freely get.
Yet...
Living to not accept,
Common sense is what they too have.
Although their minds seem lost.
Unable to find them valued enough.
To allow and witness, observe and see,
The landscape gone ignored.
However...
Stay to remain disbelieving,
Themselves distant and far away...
From a creation only God has made.
But believe themselves,
Rulers capable to manipulate and control...
What The Creator has done to do.
With a belief from their limited view,
That this landscape...
And all within it blessed to exist.
The Creator of it sits awaits,
For suggestions to make.
From those incapable to appreciate,
All that is to enjoy the destroying of it!

What other lessons coming to learn,
Needed to broaden a limited consciousness.
From a self righteousness inflicted.
Serving more not less,
Conflict, division and continued ignorance.
How much longer can people accept,
That which they do to themselves...
Is of their own choice to create and make.

To pleasure their own sorrows and pain.
With a doing to blame God to claim,
Not there to answer their prayers.
When obvious it is not the landscape.
Destroying itself alone!