A message in a bottle
In an ocean swirled with trash
Would there be someone to read it
If the ecosystem crashed?
I could write that I was sorry
That I left the earth a mess:
And promise not to foul it
Any more than all the rest.
I could swear that this one bottle
Was the last I’d ever toss,
That next time I’d recycle -
No more carbon would be lost.
I could write a solemn promise
Not to waste another drop,
Not to drive a big gas-guzzler,
That my power use would drop.
Or I could re-use the bottle
Find new purpose for the cork,
And let my message to the future
Be the way I live and work.
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Associate Dean of Religious Life, University of Southern California