To be
My mind wanders and takes me back
to the mountains, the sea, the open valley
I gaze at the creations of this earth in awe
as they spark a piece of my mind
that ignites and inspires everything in me.
To be a wild violet in the cracks of the ground
or an pebble in the river that cuts through the moutains.
To be a part of this planet is a blessing in itself,
to become someone who inspires others
as much as nature does me
is the dream I will never stop chasing.
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