Decades of desolation
A moonscape remains
Drilling to heart of earth
Taking all man claims

Terror evacuates
Landscape starts to breathe
The mark of devastation 
Healed by tiny seeds

Conditions just right
Warm humidity of desire
Moisture of overflowing tears
Still silence of time
Ticking by...

Nature is mother, sister
Lover, daughter-child
Harbouring life's wonders
For all hearts grown wild