A View from the Sky

I gazed out over the ruined fields, the desecrated meadows, the dead flowers, and knew, finally and for certain, that there was no contentment anywhere in the world. Happiness, perhaps, because happiness is transient, it is by definition fleeting, but contentment is only thus when it lasts. In my eyes, I saw what was in my heart. Everything cherished is eventually corrupted and ruined beyond all repair, be it due simply to time, or due to the actions and intrusions of other people - pollutant...