This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Scranton chapter.
To moon, to clouds, to sky, to stars
To snow, to sleet, to rain, to wind
To winter, spring, summer, and fall
To flowers and trees and mountains and lakes
To the universe
Which holds endless amounts of beauty.
To coral, to waves, to seaweed, to shells
To oceans that run infinitely deep
Full of creatures yet to be found
To constellations, to planets, to meteoroids, to galaxies
To an outer space
That can never fully be explored
To the universe
Which holds endless amounts of mystery.
To twigs, to wood, to leaves, to rock
To caves, to coral, to trees, to bush
To the universe
Which holds endless nourishment for every one of Earth’s creations
And to a society who chose to destroy her-
You ruined the only home you have ever known.