(H)earth.
UNDER OUR FEET
We walk on a living Planet.
Under our feet, there's a beating heart. We should walk barefoot, with slow steps.
Like in a dance, where everyone moves in harmony, moved by the same melody.
I dream a world where the only dominating law is the Law of Harmony.
Maybe in the next Era.
Maybe on another planet.
Maybe this place already exists.
Maybe we just need to look in another direction.
Maybe in the next Era.
Maybe on another planet.
Maybe this place already exists.
Maybe we just need to look in another direction.
