Written Aug 2011
The rain falls like tears today Through the multitudes of plush green foliage The Earth is quiet The gentle pattering reverberates against man-made metallics But even the creatures lounge today The land refueling Our most precious resource recycling itself Days like today that I dream of my ancestors Plowing forward race Feeling that I was born to the wrong century Relishing a more natural, quieter time Subdued by desire The calling comes from deep within my soul A need greater than ever known before Flashes of courage Nearing the time when all is in balance and feels harmony Even the creatures lounge today The world is at peace.
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