Sometimes observing the unknown of nature’s offerings,
Can bring all of existence to fall to our knees.
Watching the pain and suffering of others, as the Earth spreads her wings.
Unable to assist, offering only our prayers to those we can and cannot see.
Waiting for her calming to see what is left to see.
In destruction there is regrowth, a sort of recycling;
Of what once was and what will be.
In hope to reinvent their worlds, as quickly as can be.
Trying to remove the insecurity of the unknown,
From the Earth’s offering.
16″ x 20″ Acrylic on Birch Panel