I learn lessons on how to live, Reminding me that I am nature, And nature is me, Even if the world is messed up, I don't have to follow The same hypocrisy. //caption Hoping doesn't seem exhausting Holding myself together isn't trying. Because, when I look at nature, I realize, The significance and insignificance of my being. Because when the bird whose nest was washed off by the rain gets starts collecting hay the with sun's first ray, I learn resilience.
