Etryscan Fine Arts (E.F.A)

In shadows deep where silence grows, The ancient trees in twilight pose. Their whispers soft on evening breeze, Tell stories old of distant seas: “Sunrise portrays the remnants of a thousand-year-old tree, that is no longer green with foliage. No longer humid with a protruding trunk spreading its branches, out to absorb the rays. No longer able to reach up to the bright blue sky amongst the birds and the bees. No longer productive and part of the process allowing mother earth to breath and to exhale fresh air. No longer existing. No longer providing life to animals, insects and beings. It is just a fragment of a past that used to fill the landscape with the abundance of life. Earth is not our planet. We do not own any part of this world. We are mere tourists bound to become strangers as we destroy the life that bore fruit to our existence.” E.F.A E.F.A is a subsidiary of Avygnon Ltd

Dawn breaks gentle on the hill, Golden rays the valley fill. Nature wakes with gentle grace, Sunlight kissing every place: “Noon is a time when life had been remarkable. Now sits a dry arid landscape. The wind blows seamlessly across the deserted rocks, that used to house mounds of wet shrubbery Where is life now? Is it hiding in the midst of an isolated ravine, where moisture sits Hiding from the extreme The extreme hot dry sandy Air Are there life amongst the dark shadows The Shadows that protect The shadows that keep The shadows that could keep, Cool the dry toxic air in the midday sun Where are you now? A dry dusty landscape, Is a formidable place No hope Rainless deserted Terrain The river used to run through it Full of life Green watery world Of unknown marine Giants roaming the cool depths Of The deep-water caves hiding, from the torments of Human Activity Where are you now? You have abandoned us To face an endless death As you reach out above the once blue sky To grasp the everlasting Stars.” E.F.A E.F.A is a subsidiary of Avygnon Ltd

Waters flow through stone and time, Carving paths in rhythm, rhyme. Endless journey to the sea, Singing songs of being free: Dusk relates to a period of time, A time when degrading weather conditions continue to diminish more and more of the common trees, The atmosphere has taken its toll on the layers of skin protecting The virile trees from the elements The toxic air has become unbreathable The pollution and carbon dioxide absorbed by the biological Make up of A Tree is irrelevant A common tree sheds its skin Making up the the Bark When Trees used to breath out fresh breathable Air We see them Everyday Yet not all of us Notice them Trees have become Furniture Tress have become Mere Ornaments To line The streets To be Displayed in courtyards, Where paths Tread The trees reach out Creating shadows Oak Sandalwood Sycamore Harewood Mahogany The crotch for flame In Veneer To make. fancy furniture As you walk along the embankment, the heat of the scorching sun cools, a warm fresh breeze brush you by, cooling the tiny little hairs on your warm skin The Moisture evaporates after the hot Afternoon Sun The leaves rustle and the branches sway The birds are singing No more The bees are buzzing No more They are irrelevant Those trees Are No More……! E.F.A E.F.A is a subsidiary of Avygnon Ltd

Night unfolds her velvet cloak, Stars emerge like ancient folk. Dreams take flight on silver wings, While the cosmos softly sings: "Several mounds appear vividly along the tracks overlooking the barren landscape A topography from above sets a scene Long dark shadows appear from the mounds cooling parts of the dusty ground Two faint parallel horizontal line indicate a trace of what could have been a man made road forgotten A short time ago an evergreen wet forest housed wild life Vast array of vegetation and all manner of living creatures The sounds and smells that provided habituation, food and medicine, to all living creatures Seasonal rain falls and storms passing by to inflict a deluge of fresh water upon the forest canopies Canopies that protected the living forest from the intense rays of the afternoon sun A dry sandy desolate golden arid landscape now sits Is there still life in this forgotten land Deep below in the shadows Wet cool world marshy soggy surface filled with the accumulation of fallen leaves and foliage over Melania’s create gasses The lungs of mother earth allow for life to continue To Exist A premature death to an atmospheric world thinning the breathable air now polluted by the industrial engines of humanity Inflicting an irreversible scar upon a gift to the mass of the living Desolation lingers as the stranger’s bail to survive another day." E.F.A E.F.A is a subsidiary of Avygnon Ltd

Leaves descend in amber dance, Nature's final, fleeting glance. Crisp air holds the season's change, Beauty in the wild and strange: "Lumber sits awaiting transportation Why am I not me Why have I been Feld Where are they taking me A temporary cabin formed from a metal cargo container storage and kitchen Future setting for a life style of another world to come Limited in the confines of a pressurised atmosphere A gymnasium A common room A number of swimming pools Constrained in close proximity Where are we now The cabin still sits A remnant of a past has become A furniture of the outdoors A derelict future A sand ridden landscape moisture less life less insignificant motionless Am I going to Europe Am I heading for South East Asia Or Will I be turned into furniture in North America Why do developed countries still demand rare trees Is it for luxurious living Some day they will have No choice We will no longer be around I lived for over five hundred years Part of me is in an office of a law firm Or is it a banking corporation Maybe both There are many of me scattered all over the world I was born of the forest I died quickly My limbs torn away My insides bled Cut to pieces Hundreds of pieces I am no longer Somebody I am nobody A nameless piece of furniture forgotten I miss the vibrations of the forest among others like me Full of Life I felt birds, insects, four legged beings Roaming freely." E.F.A E.F.A is a subsidiary of Avygnon Ltd

Peaks that pierce the endless sky, Where eagles soar and clouds drift by. Silent sentinels of stone, Standing proud, forever lone: A Crossroad A Metaphor The choices we have made Why Are we Here It is now an underground world Tunnels upon tunnels Like ants and termites We have relegated ourselves to confined living Prisoners of our own demise Arrogant Ignorant Selfish Human Mentality Where do we go now Do we carry on Pilfering from natures bountiful store The wealth of material resources The abundance of natural minerals To continue to dig deeper into the crevasse To wage wars upon each other with self-destructive Behaviours The land we sit on has never been ours It belongs to Nature We should have been Guardians of The bountiful life All Around Our species could Not Choose to cultivate Goodness Instead Took upon the primitive habit of killing Where there are life threats What do humans do Kill The lands unnatural demise devasted by the illusion of self-worth The fragmented delusions of Ethnicity We reach out into the storehouse of Self-preservation The cracks are proving their worth The night lingers The shadows follow The moon keeps a close Eye Hoping to find those Dreamers who Can wake up to habits of Conservation… " E.F.A E.F.A is a subsidiary of Avygnon Ltd

Waves that crash on sandy shore, Tides that ebb and rise once more. Salt and spray in morning mist, By the ocean's gentle kiss: Reality Hits Like A hundred Thunderbolts Storms The Sounds Of Raging energetic storms Endless Lightnings striking Again And Again The noise The Electricity In The Air so Potent You can Smell The searing Electrical Storms Burn through The Moisten Air You wake upon the familiar Humming The Sound of ventilation As you verbally activate Your Artificial Light Your eyes adjust to the white ambient florescence You were born In a Confined environment Of a metallic artificial World You have no Experiences of A Life with The natural State of being No wild Animals Birds Or Insects You Look out Your Window You See A Faint grey looking Planet An Angry looking Planet With dark grey Whirling white motions Flashes of Light strike The once blue Planet is raging for Over A Seven hundred Years Life less Constant Storms Electrical Storms In a Gray World." E.F.A E.F.A is a subsidiary of Avygnon Ltd

Carbon flakes fall in silent grace, Blanketing the world's embrace. Frozen beauty, pure and green, no more glistening in the pale moonlight: Realisation Knocks Knocks And it Keeps on Knocking Constant knocking Louder With intensity becoming more And more Repetitive Eventually a Cascade of events Continue To crash through Devastating Shattering Bursting generating invisible irregular Holes smashing over the misapprehension Of humanity When did it happen Why did we allow this Barren Barren foolish Delusion to persist The Destructive Familiar behaviour continues To persevere Still ignoring The signs of natures ferocity I am Made of clay Layers upon layers of clay Moulded through Melania Imperfect form Slowly Gradually the moisture Is sucked out of me Cracks getting Bigger More frequent Spreading like a plague Why are you not Listening Why can’t you here the cries of anguish repetitive distress I Can no longer Carry you Through this foolish Insensibility The only way You can succeed Is to stop Competing but in its place ALL MUST Work Together In PEACE and HARMONY." E.F.A E.F.A is a subsidiary of Avygnon Ltd