Tragedy Rips through a million lives.
A fallen loved one, A departed friend, A soul set free.
This life is unfair, Nay it’s a bitch.
Why does the world not stop?
_When nature blossoms, Earth expresses love, intangible yet recognisable.
The relentless rustling of trees, trickling of water between rocks, exposes harmony and melody, provides glimpses of perfection.
This idyllic beauty, is only surpassed by the radiance, you bring to my life.