In the stampede, that is life;we find ourselves, in a frantic struggle to survive. The enjoyment of nature and all the peace and beauty it brings;seems to be slipping away;much like the forests, we once loved so very much. Innumerable, are the wonders of this world, in spite of the devastation of war and man's indifference to his environment. By the will of nature;there will forever remain a corner of Eden, in which all of God's children can play. We each have our own paradise. Some of us acknowledge it, because;in our hearts, we want to see it. It's our way of saying, that the entire world isn't wrong, that there still remains a garden of Babylon, and the splendor of spring rain.