Move on to a greener pastures.

A poem about seeking that joy and freedom of a life in harmony with nature and not confined by modern heaviness.

“Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.”

– Hal Borland.

As I were peering through the window of an airplane in a 2.5 hour journey through clouds of different shades of blue, came a nice poem, which I had penned down. Dedicating this for those who love traveling and nature.

A poem about rising up, moving on and facing the challenge of a new beginning.

If only we could all unite and rebel against a world so full of animosity and violence. We could make this world a better place because we have already been given it. Only we have turned this living planet into a manipulated planet scaring and tearing everyone a part.

About growing up.