Earth
The EARTH is an inquister of the present HOUR
Full spectrum of consciosness to raise the contempt
Of the ever changing journey
A pathway into the doors of harmony
Seek or to be sought
A regiment of desighn, that embodies
Green vastness, rolling thunder, and blue waters
The mountains overflow with the eagles wing, in the open shores
I see a shimmer in the prismed glass of the ancients
reflecting on the smoky distance, of a new tomarrow.
PLEASE TRY TO GO BEYOND EARTH HOUR
MY PLEDGE I WILL LOVE THE EARTH AND ALL OF GODS CREATION.
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