Trying to breathe while the temperatures rise. The quiet calm of this time is what feeds my soul. There's hope growing in the garden. Slowly.

These months are very humbling, the truth is now observed. The winter melt we rely on, has yet to be seen or felt. The earth never went dormant, the spikes already poking through. The bush and tree with buds and leaves in the height of the darkness

Gaia will continue to change

Gaia will continue to change and grow

Feet of powder we took for granted, complained and wished would disappear.

We got what we longed for, and now we're plunged into drought when

When there should be floods.

When there should be floods and water all around.

It should've taken millennia, not a century! A shift that will end us all. We will not see this change. No, we will not see this change. We are narrow and selfish, blinded by paper and ourselves.

Change! Grow!

Gaia change!

Gaia will continue to change and grow!

Gaia change! Gaia grow!