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