The trees rustle as the great wind howls.
The shore is attacked by mountain-sized waves crash upon the sand.
Soon, night comes along as the sun takes a rest, and everything is quiet and still.
The mighty wind relaxes an the trees are no longer afraid.
Mellow are the waves for they are absent of anger and pain but full with peace
The Universe\'s moon gleams and grins high in the sky.
The Earth is silent and beautiful again;
We shall not be hurt anymore for the Earth is pure of pain.
We shall not cry again for the Earth is lost of sorrow.
We shall not fight again for the Earth is free from hate and resentment.
We become one just as the Moon,the sun, the waves, and the wind.
We become one like the Earth.
Copyright © Denariel Benn | Year Posted 2006
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