poem on green revolution ??
as soon as possible
All with in this mesh of wood
Rain fall as silk
Soft, light, radiant it fills the scene
Lakes shimmer like diamonds in the sun
The sky is grey
The sun ashamed to shine
Leaves rustle
Branches blown
Wind carrying the silver crystals from heaven on its back
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And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon Englands mountains green:
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On Englands pleasant pastures seen!
And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark Satanic Mills?
Bring me my Bow of burning gold;
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of fire!
I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In Englands green & pleasant Land
Walk upon Englands mountains green:
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On Englands pleasant pastures seen!
And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark Satanic Mills?
Bring me my Bow of burning gold;
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of fire!
I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In Englands green & pleasant Land
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Green Revolution
Green is my favorite color,
The color of a beautiful nature,
Looking at the lovely green fields ,
My soul really wants your shields .
Trees all around me,
Everywhere I see,
Celebrating a great day,
For us to be happy.
The coolness I feel,
My eye shed a tear,
Hearing the sound of crickets,
Hiding under the rice fields.
Green grasses proudly showing,
Green frogs merrily croaking,
To the world of wonderful creation,
Thanks God for this green revolution.
Mother earth is smiling,
Because of our nice living,
People plant trees and help to clean,
It's now all looks refreshing...so green…
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Silver rain falling on chilled cheek
A forest of moss, fern, & tree surround
Stones of water flow as the mist filters
Trees catch & cradle the crystal shards
They collect & fall again
It's the Green Revolution
Life is at a stand still for its beauty
Chaos itself amazed
It's all to be renewed, remade, reclaimed
All in her name, Mother of Earth