Imagine a tomorrow when flocks of drones entertain us with the flight patterns and calls of birds that no longer throng the sky,

Imagine what we might do now to make sure that such entertainments need never be considered...

We have the strength
🦤

A misty day begins
With birdsong and sin
The radio plays familiar songs
Though all the words are wrong
Sooth me with your smile
Rest still here a while
Imagine the living earth
In triumph