And the land holds promise
A whole new landscape of what can be
What should be
And the land is green
When it is yet uncultivated
Fresh, open to new ideas and ideals
And the land is green
A virgin land like no other
And the land is green
Freshly ploughed, smelling of sweet, soft upturned soil
The land is green
I can visualize the purity in these lines and smell the open expanse of green fields, the possible thin is all.
Enjoyed reading 📖