by Teresa Hall

When I look at the rivers,
I see sewers running.
When I look at the trees,
I see rain forests burning.
When I look at the oceans,
I see plastics eroding.
When I look at the skies,
I see climate imploding.
When I look at the planet 
I see life dying.
When I look in my heart,
I see God crying.

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Teresa Hall has been writing poetry since a young age and has been greatly inspired by the beauty in nature while enjoying long dog walks on the Scarborough Bluffs. Most of her poetry is environmental, but she also writes philosophical and, lately, more personal poetry. Two of her poems have been on exhibit at the Bluff Gallery, one at the Agincourt library and also one on exhibit at the Carnegie Gallery in Hamilton. She has been internationally published as well as here in Canada in various venues.