The sun rises.

The birds chirp their summer songs,

While the streams flow through the wood.

Humans live and breathe, and with each inhale and exhale,

They become one with the earth that surrounds them.

The earth that has been around far longer than any species.

The earth that has been shaping and forming for millions upon millions of years.

The earth that has provided humankind with absolutely everything it needs.

The earth provides food, water, and shelter.

The earth provides love, it provides life.

Humans live and breathe, and this living and breathing has given humans the opportunity to create.

Humans have created much beauty, through art and education, things that praise the earth.

But humans have created pain.

We have hurt the earth, the one thing that keeps us going, the one thing that gives us life.

We are killing her.

We drive cars, mistreat animals, cut down rainforests, and waste water.

All for the sake of a piece of paper.

A piece of paper that came from a tree,

A tree that once lived and breathe is now dead due to our greed, selfishness, and misunderstanding.

So, the sun rises.

It rises upon this earth that is dying, that its own creation is destroying.

The sun rises with a question.

What are we going to do about it?