The Message #club100

in order to make this sketch more interesting, i'm attaching to it one of my all-time favorite orchestra pieces; In the hall of the Mountain King by Edvard Greig. Do play it while you read, it makes the poem more interesting. I would also recommend that you read it with an average speed, only then will it sync.

THE MESSAGE
At the rise of the sun,
the then green flocked to its rays,
hoping for a moment
to be once again revived.

The scorching Sun however has killed all,
almost all that lay under its shade
piercing deep into the earth with its bright colourful rays.

Howbeit mother nature with her invisible wing
spread over the earth gives shelter to;
the birds of the air,
the fish in the sea,
the animals on land
and the trees in her abode.
The man on land and in concrete houses are of no exemption
and the grooving trees, bright and colourful
stay forever in her shelter.
All in perfect harmony, in degree and at peace.

At evening far in the horizon,
where the sun has found a resting place beside a distant mountain,
my ship brings trees to ease up the withered that the burning sun has nursed.
And mother nature with her offsprings are there to heed me welcome.

The soft breeze urges me safely on to the shore,
there to plant my contents in the soil where the tides go against.

And this goes out to all who will hear;
That those who stay under nature's breasts will thrive and surely bloom
but the strayer will one way or another meet its doom.
Under nature's arms you must rest
and the survival of all rest on the cohabitation of one.

Stray not from her shade and the sun's wrath will never find you.

As can be seen, I was inspired by painting #2 which is titled The Message.
To me it expresses the danger of leaving the fold whatever reason one might have, the result is almost always deadly.