Walking through a forest
with trees so high.
The trees art thick with leaves.
The plants art pure with their green colours.
Peaceful, wild animals doing what they do best, —
fighting against natural selection.
Whilst the walk lengthens
the sound of running water is nearby.
The pathway of trees cometh to an end,
the deep creek sparkles with life,
and nature's divinity.
The deep creek runs for acres in both directions.
To live with this divinity, —
it hath become wishful thinking,
and mythical, and legendary.
Man and nature created by the Father, —
man annihilating nature.
This land will soon be covered in flames,
then roads and cities;
the deep creek will be gone forever.
It will no longer be mythical and legendary;
it will become extinct and forgotten.
