Biodiversity is
The wheeling flock of birds against the sky,
The nodding flowers on the green mountain meadow,
The twinkling hundred thousand diatoms in a sunlit wave,
The blinking genes of life turning off and on at each life stage,
And the unseen lines of descent connecting all living beings,
In one great family.
(by Don E. McAllister, reprinted from Global biodiversity 5(4): page 14)
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