…naked toes sink into the sun-warmed sand, whilst the water trickles over and between before it retracts again. Just with each rolling wave, the ocean starts a fresh new breath, so do I breathe like the ocean, so do I breathe for the ocean.
Beginning again right where I am…I ask the salty ocean for forgiveness. I vow to use sulphate free products so that she doesn’t suffer anymore.
Beginning again right where I am…butterfly-seated on the cold slab of alabaster, under the fruit laden tree in a magical garden. My eyes close to quiet the noise in my mind. I faintly hear the whispers of the fruit trees. Have you heard their sweet melody yet? They reverently bask in the glorious rays and I thank them for blocking the UV’s from my forehead.
Beginning again right where I am…I ask the weeping trees for forgiveness. Xeriscaping will be my life-long campaign. I will plant more native trees to hear their harmony and to breathe more oxygen–imagine how deliriously happy we can grow to be!
Beginning again right where we are…let’s make a difference. Let’s bequeath the gift of Mother Nature better than it was offered to us. I am viscerally scared for our future generations…I think long and hard before I turn on the faucet…how many more drops will we be privileged with? How will you impose water-saving methods in your nest? I welcome you to share any savvy gardening techniques that you are proud of implementing and challenge you to a xeriscaping lifestyle…beginning again right where we are.