nature

this is a - i guess a old segment of my book that never made it into the books - it was and is in my book outline but it really has nothing to do with the books - its just a scribble i did back in 1997

in the day, under the suns ray's the birds love to fly and play.

in the night the owls like to take flight and with their sight all is right.

the lands all love the light and the misty trees of the night feeds the plaints just right.

for in the end the whole of life may just be happening within the balance.

and man just might be left alone to live instead of vanishing off the world like their predecessors had in the past giving man a new way to play throughout the lands and world.