Osmosis

Once, as a traveller in a far off land on palm lined beaches ‘neath a golden sun, I gazed in wonder at the stretching sand and knew at last where paradise had begun. For wrinkled tide washed beaches and blue seas showed ancient Gods so well our passions read and stamped celestial knowledge on the place where us mere mortals made our earthly bed. Placed on a pedestal, that reached up to the sky, mankind was gifted by our heaven’s grace to live where beauty always blessed the eye ...but half the world is now mankind’s disgrace. This boundless heavenly gift for all to share by Man's own hand becomes so very rare. Ivor G Davies