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I
Old English Lawns
unseen hands watered and caressed
emerald tinted aquamarine green
O the most beautiful natural lanscape
Not even lawn furniture, or modern waterhose
O the gratitude for this interruption of civilzation
How you overcame drought, all weather extremes
showing neither bruises, nor memories of hurts
A second century loomed ahead
Newly-weds from inside the mansion began thinking
That modern type of obsessive thinking
This land must be put to productive use
We are called Stewards of the Earth by God
Forgetting everything else his and her God declares

II
It began on the far side of this Providential Lawn
The Newlyweds declared their plan in a "Manifest of Destiny"
The first to go were the giant sequioa, even Joshua Cacti near and far
Neither saw the beauty in brambles and hedges near the Mansion
Then went the meadow, the rose bushes; and the orchards, next ...
Steel and metal miracles came, upturning the green and golden earth
After the rains wept, the earth streaked coppery red down mounds
Something seeped into the water table, flowed into the stream
The Witness watched as towers and windows and glass came
To declare: We have mastered nature, this New World

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