Biodiversity

 ~ BIODIVERSITY ~

The whisper wind brushed menacingly into our faces. Sunspots sprinkled, plastering the luscious grass. The morning brisk scent of the tree bark wavered into the deepest deepest depths of the soil. Our emotions were unbearable happinesses. Until a dark time arose. Where there used to be bliss now there was nothing but crisp, ashy, burnt biodiversity. The fire took over anything in its path leaving nothing but devastation. But I saw little hope only a small green sliver of life unfortunately only to be stepped on. My heart cried, it hurt more than a knife. 

~SAVE BIODIVERSITY~