Melodies calming me inside, helping to come alive again
on backwoods of life.
Reacting strongly to nature, listening to the cries of
it's birth as it fills habitats with newborn animals and
plants.
Forming many futures from seeds, allowing the ground
comfort and protecting everyone that's planted in soil
around my heart.
Calling an existence into the parts of life that can
appreciate all the memories of lasting conversations,
taking them all to a final grave.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem