Everything is connected.
The old tree lines and the wrinkles that we get.
The ocean and the eyes.
The rain and the tears.
The fog in the forest and our gloomy dreams.
You braid your hair and suddenly you're back in history with your ancestors.
You speak up about your rights and now you see them in pure hopelessness, they fought but no one gave a thought. No one cared enough to give us the rights we deserve.
Go out in nature and listen to the wind dancing as you sing your favorite song.
Somewhere far away in the middle of nowhere you dance in the rain and enjoy life as the love fills your home.
The universe whispers to you. God hears you and loves you, this time enough to save you. You finally found peace.