“They say that diversity is a good thing. I often hear poets sing praises of the variety of flora and fauna and compare such spectacle to the cosmopolitan human race.

“Yet each day, I wake up, each night I go to bed to the same sounds of dissonance across the globe. Sometimes, I even lose track of who’s hating whom and for what reason today. Is it religion? Country? Tribe? Race? Region? Caste? Sect? Who knows what it’ll be like tomorrow.

“Maybe it’s just me. Perhaps I need to step back. What’s that they also say – look at the forest and not the trees? Ahh, but if the trees all break and collapse, there’ll be no forest to look at, will there?

“Yeah, diversity can be a good thing. I’d get tired of looking only at roses or tulips or at just cows and horses. It’s nice to see the cherry blossom come to life on a beautiful spring morning, and to watch a squirrel run up a tree grasping a nut while the ducks go “quack, quack” in a nearby lake.

“Back to humans, though. Is diversity making us all happier or do we just say so because we have no control and it’s just pure acceptance of the inevitable? Would we be happier if we were all alike? Would the world be a more blissful, tranquil, idyllic place for all? Alas, I do not know.

“Perhaps, it’s time to end my soliloquy and pen a poem of romance and love and beautiful things under God’s good earth”….”Reflections of My Heart”…Miles Alex