We
are here on a journey
To
find the path to go home
The
paradise lost once it was ours
By
our forebears who lost it through impatience
We
have been learning
Going
through the mills
The
inside and outside mind
Always
wishing it is easy to go
Along
the way we face distractions
The
road of many traffic jams
We
curse; we yell; we pray
The
road never changes
As
life ages through time
We
learn about Nature and her divinity
She
is the supporter who feeds us well
Yet
of our greed we plunder her land
We
forget to remember our foundation
It
lays solid on the ground we walk
We
take her for granted through the years
Only
when age comes we fully realize her charms
Not
many have the time
To
flow with Nature and enjoy her blessing
Some
are stucked with the paper money
Some
are caught up with their dreams
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