“Soil, The Sonnet My skin is the color of soil, My covers are the color of soil. My heart is the color of soil, My blood is the color of soil. Species that forgets the soil, Is a lifeform abandoned by nature. Species that values sales over soil, Will soon be vaporized or drowned by nature. If we have no place for soil in our heart, How can we expect the soil to replenish us! If we have no place for nature in our heart, How can we expect nature to have a place for us! Only soil is real, all else is delusion. Advancement that has no regard for the soil, is but aneurysm destined for degeneration.” AdvancementEnvironmentalismNaturalismReal EstateEcological AwarenessSoil QuotesGreen CityCountry WisdomGrassroots DevelopmentNaturalist Poetry Book:Mucize Misafir Merhaba: The Peace Testament Source: Mucize Misafir Merhaba: The Peace Testament