Restoration

Internalize the beauty, it surrounds your sacred place; reach out and touch the breeze as it drifts by. Caress creation's origins imbued with nature's face and hear sweet Gaia praise you with her sigh. The riddle in the middle contemplates the truth of man for therein lies the balance all men seek. Do not abandon Nature but accommodate Her plan; it gathers all the glory of the meek. Rejoice in every choice you make that strips away the blight to bring about a righteousness revealed For truth shall give a purpose to the prophets perfect sight; one day the earth, in beauty, shall be healed. Yet danger often hovers like a lover in the pit where accidental evil waits its turn - So delve within yourself to find perfection in the fit; the prophet's oratory says to learn!! No matter what a label or a fable may direct, reach out to relish reason with your mind; The search for truth is ancient and the Pharaohs did neglect all signs the mighty Tigress left behind. Through Persian and Egyptian reigns the truth has faced all fears, that forge the futile fumbling found today. Mankind has been immersed in loss and shed too many tears, no longer can we hope or even pray: Now activate the intellect and then dissect each part of complex continuity we breed. Let man and nature come as one to greet the final start - in restoration of our fertile seed!!