THE FOUNTAINS OF EDEN by Dieter Carlton A poem for which the artist wrote as follows ... When first they dwelled upon this land Their deeds were written in the sand They camped along the river banks And shared all things among their ranks Explorers too they were indeed With swift canoes, so rare a breed They did not seek to conquer all For all their needs were very small To nature and each other true A peaceful culture through and through But soon they questioned why they were And suddenly their thoughts would blur Somehow they found the evil way And paradise they lost that day And all because they could not rest Upon the virtues they knew best Someday, perhaps we'll live again Below THE FOUNTAINS OF EDEN