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XTINCT ISSUE 3
Planet Savers Promise
Crisis of Use
At the Frontier - Shamwari- A legacy of the man who created it
Born to Live Wild – a Tourism Pledge for wildlife
Snakes - Cornering the Creep of Creepy Crawlers
The fashion industry and its contribution to pollution
The Green Wall of China
Of Global Concern: Reliance upon Resilience
The Small 5 – Interesting facts
Turning Back the Tide of Extinction
Water Purification vs Tap water
An Urban Front
Arctic and Deep-Sea Cold-water Coral Reef: Out of sight but still growing strong
Breaking the shell of the pet turtle trade
Are We in Need of “Triage” for Wilderness?
COAL MINING AND THE EXTINCTION OF WILDERNESS
How Mankind's "Mistakes" threaten Polar Bear Survival
Jaguar – He who kills in one leap
Orangutans - In the Palm of your Hands
Recycling and Upcycling
Reaching Nature “Through the Noise”
The 'Greening' of the Arctic
Nature Connect – Changing Lives through Nature
Good News Media
Protected Areas in a Post-Pandemic World
Soul of the Wilderness
Steve Irwin - The Crocodile Hunter and Planet Saver
What We Have and What We Need
Why it’s time to modernise ocean safety in New South Wales, Australia
ART FOR CONSERVATION
The ‘hole’ in my leaf
A Possible World
End The Inevitable
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THE 'HOLE' IN MY LEAF
With my thousand legs running up the bark. Round and round the tree up and up.
Run from the wet ground and waterfall raining from the leaves
Can my feet keep up with reaching my leaf?
Can I keep up if this is lost?
The hole in the leaf
Somebody was hungry
Sun ray peeping through the hole.
Shining joy on my thousand legs, running to and fro
On the other side of the tree I ran over moss, I was just here.
Where am I going?
Is my race against time?
How great I'll feel when I can stay forever,
giving permission for my dream.
Let my light shine through a hole
I can make a difference and do my part,
even with my life in the undergrowth
I would not be here if trees are gone
My leaf is gone
Rain no more
Sunshine no more
Pondering what is meant for me and my leaf
But far scarier is a dream that may not be,
There is more to my world