Meg Walker

“You are the Moon who cannot see her own beauty. Let me be the Ocean and show you your own beautiful reflection!”
― Avijeet Das

“My mother is soil and rain,
clay, ash, sand, sun and moonlight.
My mother is a weeping willow—
strong, daring, dripping.
My mother is oceans so salty and wild
she can consume whole cities—
but, mostly, she chooses to be calm turquoise,
washing softly over toes in sand.
She is vast—
some places un-navigated.
She is offering, felt without words, sacred, and restful.
She grows life.

—mother/Mother Earth”
― Ashley Asti, The Moon and Her Sisters

“If I were to die this is where I want my life to end in a forest where my soul can find peace.”
― Roland R Kemler

“Autumn is the time when Nature takes her watercolor to the trees.”
― Laura Jaworski