mythoughts

Nature

It has a way of calming the heart

A way of changing the lenses of our eyes

A way of silencing the voices in our minds

A way of cleaning our dusty bodies

It has a way of healing our brokenness

A way of quenching our thirst

It has a way of making us believe in life after a raging storm

And life after burning fires and ashes

It has a way of clothing hope

New seedlings, new trees, new leaves and the colorful sight a rainbow on earth

May we care for it

May we cherish it

May were restore it

For it’s a way to our well-being.

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