It is easy enough to forget
What we are capable of
Without all the machines
And technologies of the massive
What we are capable of
Without all the machines
And technologies of the massive
Such exquisite beauty
Such exquisite beauty
People are like that too
On the inside they may seem a little dead
But all they are
Is thirsty
Told no stories
Left only enigmas
It is August
No snow is falling
But the haze
Of forests burning
Solitude
Among millions
Sole witness
To creation
I give us solitude
Connect to the battery
That is nature
And draw from her infinite energy
Still, there remain aspects unseen
Valleys undiscovered
Some never to be revealed