The Sandcurtain Knitters Poem by Keees van de Drieees

Falling out of the airplane, into a new destiny.
Watching, feeling, smelling, the sand of eternity.
Discovering beautiful people in nowhere land,
that are making clothes and tents, all from the desert sands.

And if we bring water from the ocean to the desert,
plants will arise from the ground, and roots will be expanded.
Animals start walking around, eating the growing leaves.
Birds will come flying, and spread the lovely seeds of the trees.

The sandcurtain knitters have waited, for more than hundreds of years.
For water to come back to their village, like the time he was here.
Suddenly he came from the ground, withwater spilling all around.
Everybody knew who he was, he came back, and was found.

And if we bring water from the ocean to the desert.
Plants will arise from the ground, and roots will be expanded.
Animals would start walking around, eating growing leaves.
Birds will come flying, and spread the lovely seeds of the trees.

As we wander in the waiting world, not enough food to feed each other.
Changing of weather conditions, the rise of CO2.
While all we have to do is divide the water, share it all to another.


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