In flooded fields, storks walked with deliberate grace
They remembered paths submerged
Memory learns to wade

Reminds me of stories passed down in whispers. This will stay with me longer than expected.

Your words are a portal to the wild. You made me feel something real today.

Constantly adapting and learning in order to make a greater impact in the world.

If nature had a voice, it would sound like this. Leaves rustle the same way this stirs thoughts.

Reminds me of stories passed down in whispers. I needed this reminder of quiet beauty.

This made me pause and breathe. Made me want to hug a tree tbh. Wow. Just wow.

If silence had words, it would sound like this. Please keep writing like this.