Amidst Such Royaltrees...Blooms Perfect Peace.
In a land where trees are king,
birds adorn their massive crowns.
Sequoias are but dwarfs beside them,
men live in the knotholes
of their massive trunks,
making habitable the huge spaces
left by nature there.
Their saws and cutting tools
scratch useless against such girth,
so they make use of nature's unspoiled gifts.
The air is purer than virgin angels,
because of so much monstrous foliage
generating oxygen for all.
Sustenance is provided
by the giant fruit and nut bearing trees,
in a place with no disease.
All limbs both green and flesh
reach for the God
that made them great
and peace is a constant in this place.
No conqueror would dare approach
in a world where all have plenty,
nor seek to to wreak havoc
with the lookouts who are
posted so high, sharing views for miles.
If only there was such a land,
wouldn't we all flock there
to raise our children in the shade
of such great guardians above us.