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Published: 2010-07-12 17:52:56 +0000 UTC; Views: 206; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 3
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Description When I see the land

I feel tranquility, rest, the cotton like softness that will take care of me no matter what.
I sense the crystal clear drops of rain as they cleanse my body, my skin tightness recalling my inner warrior to stride through the forest, to stroll over the leaves covered ground searching for the purest necessities of all food, water and shelter. The bush's branches stroke my arms telling me to live my life as it was meant, the branches hold out their begging leaves and berries asking me to stay, to never go away. I sit near this bush. enjoying its touch and tasting its berries sweetness. I feel small in this temple of nature with the trees as pillars, with their leaves as its roof. Our body's as a lone, that we will return back to nature's soil after we die. Here I find my shelter under the roof of leaves, here I sleep upon the moss covered ground. As I would have wanted under the protection of the forest, asking for the mercy of nature.


When I see the people

I see love, companionship, loyalty and the power of dreams.
Every desire we design meets a moment of success. We can soar through the skies, we can travel to lands that at first seemed impossible to reach. We could live without fear but create our own paranoia. I also see romance, in a system of simulated monogamity. Where we even tell those unworthy that we will love them till the end of times.To those who are able to open their eyes, a bittersweet reality of broken dreams and the making of new ones. I see wisdom in few, often those who took back a step from culture. And question its ways, its rules, its normalities. Some use solitude to reject the culture within them, and some choose to become acquainted with as many culture as possible to generalize their view.

When I see them together

I see a struggle between two, one is bound to lose. I see a delicate balance disturbed by numbers.
I see a broken promise that man gave to protect the earth and all its creatures. Instead of restoring this planet, we just seek another. That is how our solutions destroy the world.
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mundungus7 [2010-07-21 02:23:24 +0000 UTC]

after i read this I sat in the middle of my feild for a while... just taking in the night... i felt thankfull for every single blade of grass that set its roots into the soil and for the soil itself... just loving the planet right now. As for the people, most would be fine with a few adjustments, but i praise our differences... I dont think that was the point of your poem, but it just made me think about some stuff. Thank you

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grey-array In reply to mundungus7 [2010-07-21 07:59:00 +0000 UTC]

It pleases me to hear that, and I agree with you that there are still some imperfection, yet I didnt knew how to fix them.

thanks for the comment

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mundungus7 In reply to grey-array [2010-07-21 15:30:01 +0000 UTC]

No problem

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