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!!
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