The barren earth is burning under my feet
I can feel cooling life in the grasses
Thru my feet I feel the world
Sensitive to the changes

And even tho it’s hot
The berries gladly shine on
The tarflowers’ blossom
Their sticky perfume drifts

While my feet burn
The world takes a turn
I wish to see thru mother’s eyes
And know why she never stops

I think what I’d see
Is she never give it up
Keep moving and keep learning
Love in Resilience

💪🏼 🌍 ❤️