Mother Nature wants YOU!

Go the distance.
Beside the wild river,
The trees were cut down for this piece of paper.
Meet me here.
In the dead forest across the Nile,
My words echo off the emptiness.
My vowels and consonants bounce off the tops of tree stumps.
Listen to me,
I’m talking with the help of many dead trees.
Train your mind,
See words where construction workers have mined.
Imagine a dead forest full of sentences.
Each word comes with a new root sprouting.
The trees became this piece of paper in front of you.
The life of the forest I only want to continue.
Renounce the souls of the trees from the teeth of the bulldozers already moving ahead.
The Universe doesn’t want any creation to be afraid.
A good thought,
Your brain can communicate.
From a few good men and women,
We learn we can turn death into life to be re-born again.
Train your mind,
To the forest across the Nile,
Where the tree roots once spiraled downward.
Life was cut to a stump for this piece of paper.
The trees began to grow,
Against all odds,
Beside the wild river,
The tree stumps became believers.
These words grew the trunks into a million imaginary giants.

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