Nature is. Nature has no agenda, no ambition, no lust for killing, no politics, no religion.
Naure just is.
For the memory of every child, in India, Pakistan and Guatemala, I can offer these words by
Charlotte Grey.
Becoming a mother makes you the mother of all children.
From now on each wounded, abandoned, frightened child is yours.
You live in the suffering mothers of every race and creed and weep with them.
You long to comfort all who are desolate.
1 comment:
Lovely, JT... lovely.
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