Once in days long past, water was plentiful, vegetation lush, birds abounded. Once again the desert will green; the trees will flower, the fruits will come. Once again, not in this lifetime, but after the Change. When harmony has been restored.
We work towards a world of plenty, that all may share the sweetness of the earth. We work, that others may thrive, may live the life more abundant. We work ceaselessly that the children will return, will awaken, will share; that all may prosper.
For this we work. For this we pray. For this, only this.
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