In the beginning

there was a fingerprint.

The world tree the single owner,

branches holding the universe up to the sky.

Could never imagine the tears Mother Nature would cry….


Mother Nature wrapped her arms around the earth.

She whispers in the wind

To the tunes that birds sing.

The seed of the mustard tree bears knowledge

of how it will end and how to begin.


Fish swim, Babies crawl. 

There’s one thing that connects them all,

The lifeblood of our universe

The environment we love to traverse 

The lush green grass surrounded by trees

The bright flowers pollinated by bees.


Step outside. Get off your phone!

Look at the trees outside your home!

Our knowledge is limited, But there is infinite space.

Mother Nature reminds us of the fingerprint our decisions trace