Giraffe, (genus Giraffa), any of four species in the genusGiraffa of long-necked cud-chewing hoofed mammals of Africa, with long legs and a coat pattern of irregular brown patches on a light background. Giraffes are the tallest of all land animals; males (bulls) may exceed 5.5 metres (18 feet) in height, and the tallest females (cows) are about 4.5 metres.
The long neck gives me the advantage that I can see far over the steppes, the great plains, where bushes do not escape my alert eyes. Though in my world I look much further than those level areas of the Earth’s surface exhibiting gentle slopes and small local relief. With my long neck, I even see over the hills and mountains.
Montane plains as seen in Horton Plains in Sri Lanka.
From up high, I can overlook the plains of this world and see all those animals fighting to survive, but also those many human beings that fight just to kill and to gain more dominion. Oh, so many do not hesitate to reach for land that is not theirs, but which they eagerly want to possess.
A small, incised alluvial plain from Red Rock Canyon State Park (California).
With my high legs, I can step over the thorns and unpleasant bushes. My ‘tread’ may be slow, but it is secure, making sure I do not damage what should be kept untouched.
My large muscles, attached to long spines on the vertebrae of the upper back, support the neck, that flexes so that balance is maintained.
Though I may prefer to eat new shoots and leaves, mainly from the thorny acacia tree. I love the fragrant flowers, which are arranged in compact globular or cylindrical clusters. I love sweetness, but when I look from high up, I notice that there is not much sweetness in this world. Not many sweeteners to devour.
The pastry this world has at hand has gone soured by all the jealousy, hatred and envy that prevails here on this globe, not to mention all the violence and fighting that takes place.
From the heavenly skies, I see how a terrible mentality now prevails on earth, about which something urgently needs to be done. This forced me to reach for my pen and comment on the many abuses that exist today.
Where I pass by, there always seems to be plenty of food, but I find people who cannot find their fill and want more and more. Their gluttony and desire for more has taken them far from values and standards, making my heart ache.
A lot of yelling and screaming hits my high-pitched ears and does not leave me unmoved. But the majority of people around me care little about what is really happening in this world. Many are themselves shackled, though they don’t know it themselves. Preferably, they chain people around them and impose rules on them that should govern our world but do anything but. The vast majority of people, I can see from here, are walking around lost with (invisible) shackles and blinded by the sun of the world instead of seeing the sun of the Divine Creator of this world. He is open to receiving those who want to meet His light. But there are not many who want to climb the ladders to the narrow gate.
For my part, I want to sink through my high legs and offer my long neck to the people around me so that they could climb up more easily. Together, I want to trek with those who want through the desert to richer grasslands and streams of living water.
Though I am regularly thirsty, I look for the source that can best refresh me and contribute to ensuring that I will be able to last for many years to come. During those years, I will grow and gain more insight into a much better life than can be found on this earth now. In the distance, from my high tower, I see the light shining of a hopeful future, where I want to go with other fellow travellers.
The pastry this world has at hand has gone soured by all the jealousy, hatred and envy that prevails here on this globe, not to mention all the violence and fighting that takes place.
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