When the parts come together, the vision broadens as the roles are laid out.
By air, by land, by water I roam. The water my home, the land my home, there's no separation, really. Only man-made, man made, alas!
Obstruct a flow, the link breaks, the source despairs, the flow of life suffocates. The chain of folly runs deep only in mankind that forgets source and origin, who laments that nature is unkind, who forgets he is part of the chain of life, of the source and the origin, who unwittingly self-destructs.
Series XIII
And I thought all's lost ....
Till this one emerged....
And then another.
Flight to freedom, but something's lost!
Whilst others ....
And the other beauties.
Whilst others sleep ....
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