Beauty

I'd like to live somewhere wild, almost totally untouched by man. Where trees outnumber the people. Where homes and roads work with the natural landscape, rather than against it. Where there is actual land, rather than future development sites. Where wild flowers and dandelions grow, and people see their beauty rather than thinking them weeds. A place where the scents of honeysuckle and roses abound. Somewhere with fields of tall grass where you can lay and feel the blades kiss you as they sway in the breeze. Somewhere that the rivers smell of clean, cool water rather than the stagnate odor of pollution. A place untouched by damaging pesticides. Where animals are allowed to grow naturally and live freely, rather than being injected with hormones and never allowed to see daylight. Somewhere I can be a part of nature and know that it's a part of me.

It makes me so sad to look at the world today. Every day another building goes up, or a new road is paved, and the beautiful gifts we've all been given are destroyed. When is it that we lose our sense of wonder? When does that childlike awe of the magic that occurs in nature end? I am one of the lucky ones in that I've never grown up in that sense. I'm one who can look at a forrest or an open expanse of land and see the magic. I can see the God and Goddess at work there and find peace. I wish others were so lucky.