Nature's resolve
- Jan 20
- 1 min read
Updated: Jan 27
Seeing to live by, courtesy of The Boughs:
"The meadow breathes again -
gold spills through lifted grass,
soft as a pulse beneath the sun.
Eyes trace the hum of green,
where sight becomes a kind of prayer,
and every petal knows its place in light.
Once tamed, now free, the field unfolds -
vision made vivid,
earth made whole."
Alive, live long.
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