I have heard the Wind whistling down the canyon with a lighthearted lilt all her very own. She sang to me from a far off distance of memories borne in an ancient past. She sighed from the journey, all breathless and spent from the hardship of the trek: "Nothing worth having...comes easily." she sighed. "We have paid the price for each majestic stand of trees, the song of the warbler, the deer whose cautious tread shrinks back in fear from the like of Man. You see...we struggle," she lamented, "to hold on to each fragment of beauty before you, challenging the day to survive one more passage of time... unsullied, undeterred, unscarred by the touch of human hands. "While now, we remain in your mind's eye, a piece of perfection, we have paid the price for your pleasure. "So," she scolded, "capture the moment, for soon, it may be no more….." |
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