The untouched forests,
so carefully preserved.
Still as they were years ago.
Untouched.

The lakes and streams,
like the forests, are as clear as ever.
So clear you can see a pebble 12 feet down.
The home to wildlife of all sorts.

Many animals roam about.
From the various fish to the numerous deer
that inhabit the land.
This is a world of its own.

Even after all the things we use it for,
it still is as perfect as before.
A place of peace for some,
or a place to exploit for others.

Some pass it by,
others stay for a while.
But never unseen,
and always untouchable.