Ironic that humankind hopes to find intelligent, empathetic life on other planets, but as a species we've little regard for the empathetic creatures living on this one. Only by sharing the planet equally with all others, will humanity ever understand the true value of the world.

Dance in the memories Of times of love and loss Toss away the burdens Not be a stone that gathers moss. For time is but a passage A route we each must take, It shapes us in our passions Divides at each mistake. Each day is borne for making Not consuming in a fire, Love is

Live for the moment Each second of time Glimpse simple beauty In the structure of rhyme Touch a lone snowflake On the tip of your tongue Or remember the words Of a song you once sung Cherish the thought Of gentle laughter Remember a kiss Of love ever after Look at the world

The heron on the lake Did not stir and make you wake But by my side I saw you stand And point to him with your hand We talked, I listened, I saw you glance At butterflies flying in a dance And all at once I saw each wing Carry you free from suffering But your smile and love

Forests; The cathedrals Of the Earth, Nature's work Of art And every branch Paints the sky. A thousand years Of memories Reside inside A single tree. Free to walk Beneath them, To listen, As the wind Rustles their leaves; To find history, Before history Leaves us all behind. From

At the heart Of all that's wrong In the world; The belief That some lives Have more value Than others. We must try To see eye to eye; Empathy for all Who live; all who die. No matter how much We possess; it matters less. At sunset, the richness Of the Earth Will be our final

At the heart of the shadow, The old year’s deepest wrong, Are the walls Built between us; The lies that some belong. But the Great Spirit knows, No pride of rank, nor birth; The king and the petal Are one within this earth. Many measure days in shadow, In counting coins and

In the closing hour, veins unfulfilled, pulse no more with nectar of the vine; nor through the friction of the law. Our lifeblood stands redacted now, upon the ledger line. Flesh betrays a life, the marrow holds the grime. Look toward the salted orbs to find the guttering wick,

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PULSE , lyric by @Grimnien 😍🥰

The fall of rain, The fade of day, The grey Of winter’s shroud. The lonely ghost Of summer’s glow, Behind a fold of cloud. The pine is bold Amidst the cold; Its soul is evergreen, A flow of life That pulses on Within the still; Unseen. We trace The space Of ancient stars, A

A rhythm Found deep In nature; Not asleep, Profound, Resounding, In a heart beat, Of fleeting existence; The persistent rhythm, Of life, that drives The driven soul. Feel the pulse, Reside inside, The heart of the earth, Never stand aside, Or be apart, Or choose to lose The

At the heart of the shadow, The old year’s deepest wrong, Are the walls Built between us; The lies that some belong. But the Great Spirit knows, No pride of rank, nor birth; The king and the petal Are one within this earth. Many measure days in shadow, In counting coins and

In life; Too many Believe, That it simply Ends in death. The last breath Is not the end. Truth beyond Our existence Comes as Our eyes close. How did we Leave the world? How did we Treat all others? This is the true Value of a life; Not in what we had, But in

In the closing hour, veins unfulfilled, pulse no more with nectar of the vine; nor through the friction of the law. Our lifeblood stands redacted now, upon the ledger line. Flesh betrays a life, the marrow holds the grime. Look toward the salted orbs to find the guttering wick,

The fall of rain, The fade of day, The grey Of winter’s shroud. The lonely ghost Of summer’s glow, Behind a fold of cloud. The pine is bold Amidst the cold; Its soul is evergreen, A flow of life That pulses on Within the still; Unseen. We trace The space Of ancient stars, A

Check out kya Zora's video! #TikTok https://t.co/QxxJ2PhMRs Share a song for Christmas with your loved ones! ☺️ Peace on Earth! 🙏🏼🥰 Lyrics by @Grimnien . Thank you all for support! Wish you all a beautiful Sunday! 🤗 @Grimnien @MathiusQuinn @GothikaBlaine @ElektraMadrigan

The insect community Has no immunity To a well cut lawn Where they cannot spawn A natural garden is always best To welcome in our insect guest When planting seeds For butterflies and bees Sunflowers empower Alyssum and Delphinium Should have dominion Foxglove they love

Remember our humanity, compassion in adversity and despair. They shall grow not old, as we, that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning. We will remember them. #ArmisticeDay #Remembrance

Remember our humanity, compassion in adversity and despair. They shall grow not old, as we, that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning. We will remember them. #ArmisticeDay #Remembrance

Forests, the cathedral of the Earth… hope you enjoy it! Thank you all for your support and interest!… Lyrics by @Grimnien @ElektraMadrigan .🥰🙏🏼 🌳💚🌳