Race and Pace

Thoughts are in a horse race and mind wants a slow pace. Things are even deeper and everyone wants to be superficial. People grind their heart by greed pestle and still demands a beautiful garden surrounded to a castle. Thirsty spiked cuscata lives under the golden blanket still people strives to care for thorns of red roses. Height of the mountain, whispering of the animals, sound of the cascade, flowing blanket of the lake, by watching the infinity of the blue smoke above and down the eternity of the earth carpet. The green colour of plantae and the uniqueness of animalia. See, how beautiful we are and how creative the nature is and that's how we are in a rat race and nature is degrading at a slow pace......