Burial Ground There is nothing here. It is hot. The sunrays beat down. There is no escape from it because the trees are dead. There is no water; the ground is stony and dry. Nothing will grow because it is a dead land, nothing can grow is there is no water. This is not a land for growth; this is a land for death. The most alive thing is the shadow under a red rock. …showed first 75 words of 752 total…

…showed last 75 words of 752 total…empty. It has no windows or doors and does not need any because there is no one to enter it except the wind. It does rain and storm here with lightening, but not very often. The vegetation longs for the water, and the tree will have with limp leaves. However, the plants never go so long without water as to die. This is a place for human death not death of nature and the environment.