The famous Pachamama present with its colors, sounds, smells, to nourish us with life! Nature is a temple that welcomes us and before her we are as tiny as a grain of salt. We arrive in this world with bare feet from the solitudes of our wanderings, but as we walk, we become guests of this world that surprises us. Will those who come after us bring their eyes ready for the sun, for the sky? I am surprised by the number of young people who prefer the darkness of a room, the solitude of cold walls. Will we go back to the caves? An excellent poem with very beautiful imagery and a thought that delves into the fundamentals. Nice Tuesday, Eric. Hugs.
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Humanity's severed connection with nature is concerning! Those who still have that connection understand how important the planet and all of the other inhabitants we share it with really are. I fear the young will be the first to fully immerse themselves in virtual reality when that hits mainstream. Thank you, Nancy! Have a wonderful week.
It has caused me a lot of strangeness that you haven't posted these days. Eric. I hope all is well. Regards
All is well Nancy! I've just been traveling for the past five days. I hope your week is going well!