I have walked in the forest of creation.
And I have seen the birds,the animals,and the trees.
I stood and wondered how long that would be.
I looked all around me and saw the chipmunks among the leaves.
And I heard the whisper of Autumn in the breeze.
Then I knew that this will not be.
For i've seen Man destroy even greater things than this...
Now I know that this fleeting place will not be free.
The destruction will come as gently as a kiss...
We are blind! We are blind!
For we cannot see the beauty of
the birds,the animals,and the trees!
But if we don't let imagination die...
This poem will not have been written in vain.
Written By: Halo_Rising
