MOTHER EARTH

Source:eyesdesires

Red is the grass beneath me.

Dry is the air I must breathe.

Roots spiral from my battered core.

The earth will shelter and protect me.

I will flourish in this forsaken place.

RED

eyesdesires

Red is the grass beneath me.

Dry is the air I must breathe.

Roots spiral from my battered core.

The earth will shelter and protect me.

I will flourish in this forsaken place.

PERSISTENCE

Nature persists.
It soldiers on.
It rears its head
in the most unlikely places.
No matter the obstacles
we put around it
or on it.
It thrives.
It flourishes.
Despite us.

BEAUTY

BEAUTY IS STRONG.
IT CAN BREAK THROUGH ANY HARD SHELL
AND FLOURISH.