sun. flower.

… and in that field that you pass by every single day. As you always promise to stop. And look closer at the world around you. But you keep rushing by. On your way to the next apparently more important “thing.” 

Today. Stop. Get close. Touch it. Your skin absorbs the earth. Breathe it. The air. Let it surround you. This is where you were born. 

 

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