The Beauty of the Land
The Beauty of a country lyes in the knowledge of beauty.
Beauty has historically been in all things natural.
Nature is beauty to us all, it produces images and scenes that are breath taking and unreproducable.
To the land of natural beauty there is nothing I wish more than to awake at your door.
There is a time and a place for each of us to face. We must reach a peach of time to believe in our inner minds. The tranquil belief of reaching unimaginable relief. Tis grief we feel with the destruction of trees. Our lands are being raped for the production and destruction of state.
For all through time man has destroyed without mind. Construction for wealth has completly destroyed our health. We build for no sense to impress our friends.
Why have we forgotten that the land must not rotten for it is the foot that we must all stand upon. The ground so sacred it should always be fed but never by BLOOD SHED.
The beauty of the land should lye in the natural preservation of time.
Mythical Inventions of the November Dreamer.
