Apr 9, 2022
My favorite place to plant my feet is where the water meets the trees
The contrast of blue on green
The source of all life to support the consumer of all things
Where oxygen is made, and where it’s released
Where microscopic wonders demand your deepest reverence
I think where would we be without the water that give us this reflection? The trees that provide us with symbolic perception?
that the life within their roots is also my safe haven
Fruitful, able, strong, and giving
The trees don’t stress and the water keeps believing
It’s where blue meets shades of green that I’m once again connected to my reality of “need”
Oh, so dependent on the omnipresence that leads
My favorite place to plant my feet is where the water meets the trees
