Birthday • 1993-01-19 Gender •
Female Location • You have stolen my heart Member Since • 2005-05-13 Occupation • Student, writer. Real Name • Kate
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Monday, August 6, 2007
Ramblings about time, ancients.
Alright normamlly in my post, I talk about worhtless junk that no one really cares about. I fear this post is no different, though in this post my goal is to let my mind wander to a time not mine and weave a short lecture that may be enjoyable, possibly to no one but me. So starts it.
Long ago, back when not was it human souls that walked the cracked and moist soil, trees ruled.
Ancient Rowans stood tall and proud, their memory stretching farther then the roots they laid out.
The wind would whip strongly through there patchworked branches, and they watched over the land; caring for the forests sprouting below, sapling and some old ones who looked to it for guidence; back when the forest was very much alive.
I fear the human race is hated by trees alike, though it not in mother nature to hate, simply to be and provide whilst taking occasionally. We humans have cleared forests, destroyed the ancients; tarnished there memory and earned a hateful spot in it.
Back when the salty waves lapped and weaved againt the rocks, not yet eroded into miles of beach, back when shells as big as your hand were common but never harmed; for simply there were no humans.
Back when the Earth was happy, the ancients, I believe, Ruled with a strong bark, and a gental heart.
Alright that is the end of my rambling, it's good to be back.
