She was a peddler in pedals as a floraphile can and i saw her on the brink of the where the waves lit the earth, wet the there have been a thousand boats that crossed this water and we lived through a million storms and all the thunder that has the buildings set to trees and scorched this we are here and are learning despite our and the curse and yes maybe, maybe we can the land of Lattimores four footed walkers, and we two footed can find a way to be as and these cities, they can grow and these , they can disappear and yes indeed my friends these are our if we see the pedal in front of us there and she's walking on the so pay take to see and all y'all on the running through your things on cars and machines, take heed its to put on the breaks and understand that this is our planet and we make it if we just so please, one child with the white rose, let us ride your rose to a new right here and this here, will be the road we until Olympus, is all and Atlantis, can once rise from the ocean and the musical, beautiful sound will and shaken every tree so the tree reverberates with you and i, and i can you and i, deep inside me and vise versa, take my hand, she take yours and understand, we will walk on the earth as if that earth was sky and cloud they will nod, will know you they will know us, for what we were, we are, and what we will be, in the future far.