For context, I was walking the track at my school, and the view there... it was just perfect. It felt like a PERFECT moment. Just beautiful. I want to lock and capture that view in words. So that's what I did, and it kind of turned into this more poetic perspective mixed with my belief in Mother Earth but also this idea of my book, of Life and Death. I hope you enjoy.
Random text 10/15/25
A landscape is laid before the world, the simple view a gift for humanity. The population should be thanking, bowing before their mother who had created this phenomenon. Instead, they don't. They throw trash at her; words spit at her feet. The animals trembling against trunks of trees, in pain, whom she had formed. A gift to be bowed upon. A queen with a crown. A badge of honor. A life gifted to you to live. A smile of power, despite the crude people who are left to her sister to catch. The woman with love and life in her arms. Clouds tower over people walking the streets in a city, just down the block. She weaves her soul into the trees. Her heart is stitched into rocks found in a river, holding her unleashed power. Her eyes that hold bewildered emotion crocheted into a red hibiscus in a little girl's hair. Her mountains are soldiers, so much grander than what anyone else could be. They protect her land in their menacing beauty.
Random text 10/15/25
A landscape is laid before the world, the simple view a gift for humanity. The population should be thanking, bowing before their mother who had created this phenomenon.
Instead, they don't. They throw trash at her; words spit at her feet. The animals trembling against trunks of trees, in pain, whom she had formed.
A gift to be bowed upon.
A queen with a crown.
A badge of honor.
A life gifted to you to live.
A smile of power, despite the crude people who are left to her sister to catch.
The woman with love and life in her arms.
Clouds tower over people walking the streets in a city, just down the block. She weaves her soul into the trees. Her heart is stitched into rocks found in a river, holding her unleashed power. Her eyes that hold bewildered emotion crocheted into a red hibiscus in a little girl's hair.
Her mountains are soldiers, so much grander than what anyone else could be. They protect her land in their menacing beauty.