Think globally, act locally

Think globally, act locally

A man is made

Of flesh and blood

Of eyes and bones and water

The very same things make his son

As those that make

His daughter.

A tree is made

Of leaf and sap,

Of bark and fruit and berries.

It keeps a bird's nest

In its boughs

And blackbirds eat the cherries.

A table's made

Of naked wood

Planed as smooth as milk. A wonder

If tables ever dream of sun,

Of wind, and rain, and thunder?

And when man takes

His axe and strikes

And sets the sawdust flying-

Is it a table being born?

Or just a tree that's dying?

Все, что составляет человека -

Кровь и кости, плоть, вода.

Сын и дочь его, как эхо,

Повторяют суть отца.

Дерево, дитя природы,

Даст приют усталым вновь.

Сок по венам истекает,

Превращая капли в кровь.

Ровный стол, как гладь пруда.

Чудо или ерунда:

Стол мечтает о природе,

О весне, цветах, погоде?..

И когда топор берут,

Быстро сильно ударяют -

Это стол родился тут

Или древо умирает?..

So you're out strolling in the countryside and you come across a tree like this.

Man made? Nature Made? Hmmm...what kind of strange growth made this happen?

The tree has had its branches shaped so that it resembles a face.

Makes you wonder what this tree would look like with leaves on it.

It does make for an interesting picture, though.

Who's face do you think this looks like? I'd have to say ……

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