SerendipityTHE LOST #PLANET
The river hums its ancient song,
through stones worn soft and mossy green.
The wind moves where it will belong,
and dawn breaks gold on all unseen.
Then came the hands that carved and burned,
the sky grown thick with ash and blame.
The river choked, the forest turned
to silence where the wild things came.
#environment, #nature
The river hums its ancient song,
through stones worn soft and mossy green.
The wind moves where it will belong,
and dawn breaks gold on all unseen.
Then came the hands that carved and burned,
the sky grown thick with ash and blame.
The river choked, the forest turned
to silence where the wild things came.
#environment, #nature