Speak with a language that is understood not through yelling, but through passion. A gaping chasm of apathy has formed between nature and society; aim to find a way to build a bridge between the two.
Just between us…
You were the ocean and the trees all at once. You were the flames in the leaves of a forest fire, and you were the wind blowing my hair back on the ride of my life. I still miss you, even now, but only on days ending in “y”.
Write Then Left 