Peace for Golden Wheat

Brisk winds break the once motionless field
The sun about to disappear into a mindless wonder
The thoughts leave the fields of Golden Wheat
The day turns to night in a sensational seperation
The golden wheat sway till the new events tomarrow

* * *

The Golden wheat is covering a mountain of earth
Roaming the other side brings the motin back to the field
The breeze coming from the sea
Beach lovers making a day trip to the sandy shore
The field was quiet

* * *

The field has been in its spot for ever
And wants and hopes to stay that way
People want to make the golden wheat,
A golden Beach
It wouldn't be right

So, the brisk winds break the one motionless field left.

* Please remember to love wildlife. What did they ever do to you?