Weary

Life is beautiful.

The experiences,

The people

Walking under the green leaves of trees;

The sunlight making them shine like emeralds.

Life is hard.

The experiences,

The people,

Walking into the deepest part of the forest

Where the sunlight cannot reach and

Allowing the cool earth to cradle you in her arms.

Gaia.

Terra.

Mother Earth.

I’ll come home…

Someday.