Polluted Paradise

Polluted Paradise

The wind races the sea; waves rush to the shore.

Sparkling surf foams on the beach,

embraces the land with rhythmic roar:

SEEK ME.

 

The prairie grass grows tall; along with the forest bough.

Gentle rain refreshes the earth,

the dawning day sheds light on its worth:

FIND ME.

 

A robin sings in a tree, a wary fawn starts to feed.

Butterflies floating sail on the breeze,

fish are found in the clear cool stream:

TRUST ME.

 

Ships appear on the sea, men rush to the shore;

Paths are trodden in from the beach,

divide up the land make room for more:

HONOR ME.

 

The tall grass is seared; the forest bough is cleared;

Wood is cut, logs dragged away;

the mid-day sun beats hot on the clay:

KNOW ME.

 

A young man’s voice shouts with glee, a deer was shot from a tree;

Grey poisoned sky from the city is seen,

fish are dead the waters unclean:

FEAR ME.

 

Mankind is lost in greed; he can hardly even breathe;

The sun of truth shines bright indeed,

if he’d clear the air he just might see:

SERVE ME.

 

The Mystic Paradise sings, refreshing breezes to bring;

Cleanse the weary world renew,

a timeless cycle, fresh morning dew:

FOLLOW ME.

 

Deep within his own heart, mankind can find a new start.

Veiled in the mists of Creative Love,

the inner eye beholds a new heart:

BE TRANSFORMED IN ME!

 

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