This land is old and worn smoothed by innumerable years Mountains that once reached for the heavens Are now brought down to earth. A shroud of live covers the low hills Blanketing the earth in soft green Rivers broad and deep Many paths explored, now set. Settling down to sleep, How long will […]Read more "Old"
This land is young and so are we Jagged mountains reaching for the moon Rushing rivers cutting new paths Carrying away soft stone. Constantly shifting earth A state of constant flux The sun rises on a new world each day Still experiencing growing pains. This land was made for giants. Will we expand […]Read more "Young"