Well tell me, how can nature be generous? Forests, trees, rivers, mountains and even the habitats of animals are the realms of mankind today. A paved concrete path for Maharaja Pankhiraj Pajero Mardisiz was built across the chest of the flowing calm river. The roar of poisonous monsters today in the salty white foam of the sea. We became merchant kings by breaking the green young leaves and putting sharp saws on the chests of the trees and injuring him.
The sweet smell of the soil filled the mind. All the dirt is washed away by the rain dust. But disobeying the rules, all the huge buildings and a class of people were rolled on the ground and crushed like ants underfoot. The soil from which I was born and where I go back to, is the soil that I do very little.
Year after year, age after age, nature has been wounded in this way. The tearful nature itself is still speechless in such helplessness of man today.
The arrogance of power, education and economic prosperity has taken people to the path of darkness by floating in the cosmic current of a lie. Every drop of earth is filled with sin. But if we want, we can learn from this pure and gentle nature. How incessantly they are going through our endless stream with both hands full.
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