Roots

Sometime, somewhere in the East Lands,

there was a spot relieved by four rivers,

right place to settle shadowed a garden.

A traveling Potentate loved the scenery,

took possession of it, there building

magnificent a manor house.

Having not a hermit’s heart and His will

for creation unsatisfied,

and applying unsuspected powers,

He created, by a saint sixth labor day,

a new nation, now known as the humans.

Love and the desire to create, the bequest

we were awarded from our Lord

has leading us to populate and stretch out

the once Garden of Eden.

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