Once there was a quiet world. A world where silence reached out to touch every living thing every non-second of every dayless non-year. A world where ego and greed felled no tree, diverted no stream, nor manipulated the fate of any living thing. Where the music of a thousand dancing trees entertained no one.  

Once there was a world where the pace of life meant only that there were footprints in the sand, a burning sunset, a half-lit moon. 

Once there was a world where the desire for solitude never existed. Where the concept of silence was not born, because it was all that was. 

Once there was a world...