Poetry (words)

Scattered thoughts.

Sometimes it’s the scattered seeds that grow the stronger roots. Perhaps it’s in settling where they choose to be that they find strength. 

To plant a seed and see it grow is (I believe) as awe inspiring as any of the seven wonders. How with care and attention the soil thanks us with the sweetest of perfume, where insects dance on pollen filled buds. Survival of the species at war with our neglect. 

To lay in the shelter of the air that we breathe and not be humbled is a display of the ignorance that led us here. Step back and take a look how far we’ve come, balance that with the destruction it took to achieve our goals.


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