The stream feeds the soil and the soil feeds the trees.
The trees convert carbon into oxygen for us to breath.
The soil feeds the grass and the grass feeds the herd.
The herd feeds humanity allowing us to pass on our words.
We live so fast, at times, we miss the beauty of sight.
When we pass, our bodies feed the soil, continuing the circle of life.
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Author:
Life Bravado (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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