I look around the pastures green
All around me, a field of dreams.
I walk about to find that space
Where my future tree shall have it's place.
I reach down low to feel the Earth
Mother Nature, in all her girth.
I nest my seed, amongst the weeds
A hint of doubt, "Will my seed succeed?"
A touch of hope, A quiet prayer
"Our Earth is in need...you see?
Be the change that YOU can be."
~by: Alisa Galper