JOSE ALBERTO WENZEL
A year ago this 19th day of January, a rosewood from Church Square in Porto Alegre came to the floor, spreading trunks and branches in profusion not guessed by whom he had vaguely contemplated over the years. That same year, also in early January, the bridge fell in CRS 287 over the river Jacuí between Acute and Restinga Seca. The river in its flow suddenly beehive, swallowed the mass of concrete, iron and asphalt, taking five lives, and crops and many other facilities.
past year, a new bridge was built, implemented in record time, being in a feat worthy of recognition and retrospective visible, attested guarantor of human ingenuity. Since the jacaranda remains in a condition of illness. Pierced its heart, filled by another mass of construction debris, the same bitter twisted steel, bent into the concrete now despised.
far has made and promoted this year just ended, while the rosewood if it prolonged the agony. If you lavish on big meritorious deeds and indispensable, we remain scarce in recognizing the value of shade, beauty, absorption of gases and noise, the percolation of water, shelter and nest biodiversity, air oxygenation, a tree gracefully we offer, powered by solar photosynthesis.
The emptiness of the plaza, on the other hand, in whispers for we are missing something: the natural life, even if embedded in the urban crevices. For more move forward with technology and well-being, there is no tree of plastic and metal that will prevent us from death, that this is not artificial, it is very natural. Death will come to us, inexorably, even the most retarded, how come the jacaranda marginalized from Church Square. Perhaps time does not allow us to build bridges of artificial to natural.
geologist Fepam
Article Published in the newspaper Correio do Povo - YEAR 116 N. 111 - PORTO ALEGRE, WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 19 2011
