
In times of crisis,
reflecting humans’ lifestyle
flowers bow their heads.
As we pull, uproot their soul,
they pity us, a lost cause.

In times of crisis,
reflecting humans’ lifestyle
flowers bow their heads.
As we pull, uproot their soul,
they pity us, a lost cause.

A twist in the path,
leads the way, out of the way,
to serenity.

Embodying peace,
calmly, gently, kissing shores;
cradling tornadoes.

Reflecting the world,
as glaring at a mirror,
high, on an airplane.

Together we raise,
questions, placards, and voices,
for future, right now.