Sitting amongst an army of pines
standing in many a uniform row
all racing for the life-giving sun
from the day they begin to grow
The sun filters through
seamless lines of endless rays
warming the soft floor
as it has done for endless days
The earth is covered and coy
by a multitude of needles brown
to form an infinite carpet
of the aged which had fallen down
Could anything be more idyllic
not very much more I’d say
but is it safe
could it be destroyed in any way?
Certainly, if you listen to distant sounds
guns and startled birds in flight
development is coming
as sure as day follows night.
