There is an ecosystem of conflict thriving in my brain. A world with questions for residents and doubts for landscapes. I’m not sure if I’m actually reaching for answers right now, although something in my soul aches. Those landscapes are parched and turning to deserts under the sun the residents have named: Uncertainty.
It plummets and wave takes way, But carries imprint of love and life, Develop its niche through air, water and soil.... Refurbish to energy Energies and connect web Continue the cycle!
