The owners of this land are in a conflagration over its status.
This is not uncommon. Ownership of land has inflamed many and wrought dispute throughout history. That such discussion should suddenly arise among these owners, like a wildfire, catches them all by surprise. Land is a potent resource, and its symbolism in our lives looms larger than we know. Competing points of view echo back and forth, trying to find consensus, in a malstrom of dissension.
This discussion has been deeply earnest, painful, and epic. Fear lies at its heart. Revisionism complicates the past. Grandchildren beckon the future. The power of nature revealing herself, as wetlands mature, is the primal presence. Brotherhood at odds and allure of lucre confuse sensibilities. Humility tangling with temptation adds mystery. Legalities competing with common sense confuse sensibilities. Faith in the past and future is strained. Wounds emerge... And the gods wonder who these fools are.
The fools circle and circle and circle, exhausting themselves over the obvious, without clear explanation. But in the circling, slow progress is indeed made, and eventually resolution will emerge, like blue smoke... History reminds us that this too shall pass.