Bomb blasts & Mother Nature

I read the "In the news" section of wikipedia, and it's full of bomb blasts & suicide bombs... While the rest of the world is going through recession, the ammunition/explosives industry seems to be enjoying a boom period! Somebody must be minting blood soaked millions... It is pretty interesting to note that the recent two years under the Telugu calendar have been "bad" years. One was "Vyaya" (loosely translated as "Expense"), where every horoscope lost more than it gained... The other is "Virodhi" (loosely translated as "Against"), where every horoscope faces problems. No wonder the world is full of natural as well as man made calamities, violence, poverty, hunger, pain, suffering... First mankind forgot the gods in the race for materialistic development, and now Mother Nature has fallen sick from all the neglect & poisoning. I am deviating from the title, but I feel proud of my culture.. How did the people during the vedic age admire nature so much and understand her ability to absorb all abuse, but also understand her very fragile nature... Nature worship is not some stupid ignorant thing, it stems from deep self respect. My father taught us as children, something which I recollect every morning that I wake up, "Karaagre vasate Lakshmi, kara madhye Sarasvati, Kara moole sthita Gauri, prabhaate kara darshanam" and "Samudre vasane Devi, parvatasthana mandale, Vishnu patni namastubhyam, paadasparsha kshamasvame" The first shlokam instills confidence in the self, that we can face the world with our two hands, God gave us these hands which have the potential to give & take so much to/from the world. With these two hands, I can learn, educate myself (attain Sarasvati), I can earn money (Lakshmi), I can earn self-respect & strength (Gauri) with my actions, the first thing that I see when I wake up every morning, are my hands, and in these two hands, I can see the world, based on the choices that I make... The second shlokam preaches humility, personifying mother earth as Vishnu's wife. The oceans are her body, the mountains are her breasts... She is Vishnu's consort, she suckles & nurtures life on her, o mother, the moment I get out of bed, I tread thee with my feet, please forgive me for trampling all over your holy body with my feet. It is amazing that the ancient people, who have been dismissed as blind pagans, knew more about self-respect, they knew that nature is not unlimited, nature is to be respected for what she gives us, we should appreciate how we use her, and ponder on how to minimize damage to her. For if we respect God, how can we not respect His creation, this world.