Poetry Month, Earth Day, and Wendell

From Wendell Berry's collection "A Timbered Choir, the Sabbath Poems 1979-1997"

It is the destruction of the world
In our own lives
that drives us half insane, and more than half.
To destroy that which we were given
in trust: how will we bear it?
It is our own bodies that we give
to be broken,
our bodies existing before and after us
in clod and cloud, worm and tree,
that we, driving or driven, despise
in our greed to live, our haste
to die. To have lost, wantonly,
the ancient forests, the vast grasslands
in our madness, the presence
in our very bodies of our grief.