On Replay

everything

that's ever been thought

felt

said

done

and intuited

have all been done before

so who are we really?

A replaying movie of the past?

We look different,

speak differently

but it's all the same.

I wonder what the sky 

and the mountains would speak of 

the human race?

Are they tired of watching 

the same movie of us

ruining our species 

and the earth?

Or are they surprised

when we actually do something

that is thankful

to the spaces

places

and people who were before us

leaving us the gifts

so that our recurrent journey towards death

is a little less tragic along the way...