The Universe

To moon, to clouds, to sky, to stars

To snow, to sleet, to rain, to wind

To winter, spring, summer, and fall 

To flowers and trees and mountains and lakes  

To the universe 

Which holds endless amounts of beauty. 

To coral, to waves, to seaweed, to shells 

To oceans that run infinitely deep 

Full of creatures yet to be found  

To constellations, to planets, to meteoroids, to galaxies 

To an outer space 

That can never fully be explored 

To the universe 

Which holds endless amounts of mystery. 

To twigs, to wood, to leaves, to rock 

To caves, to coral, to trees, to bush 

To the universe 

Which holds endless nourishment for every one of Earth’s creations  

And to a society who chose to destroy her- 

You ruined the only home you have ever known.

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