The Active Earth Idea

Forged in the fires of repressed desires,
in an office building in a concrete jungle,
the bearer found a means of escape,
while the sentinels counted their money,
the Idea was smuggled out.

The bearer stole away into the night,
running away from the concrete,
until the path became green,
and trees, rocks and water abounded.

The bearer wandered and explored,
the Idea burned brightly but lacked form,
the bearer guided by the stars and destiny,
was drawn to the chosen,
those who were always meant to shape the idea.

In a hidden valley in Spain,
Korbi placed the Idea against his heart,
filling the Idea with love and purpose.

In the shadow of the Mont Blanc,
Yves held the Idea in his hands,
the Idea absorbed the wisdom of the rocks.

In Africa in the cradle of mankind,
Harry touched the Idea with his staff,
the creativity of the land flowed in.

In the cedar forests of Lebanon,
Raja smiled into the Idea,
the Idea smiled back.

In the wilds of Scotland,
the two Davids gave the Idea,
an identity that others could see.