I picked on the whims of a thousand or more, still persuing the path that's been buried for years. All the dead wood from jungles and cities on fire can't replace or relate, can't release or repair. Take my hand and I'll show you what was and will be.
We often forget that *we are nature*. Nature is not something separate from us. So when we say that we have lost our connection to nature, what we are really saying is we've lost our connection to ourselves. ~Andy Goldsworthy